Purple petals abound.
Some were even on the ground.
These flowers that bloom in summer
Are welcome sights to a newcomer.
They make a visitor want to stick around.
Under the ladder and over the crack,
At the witching hour, it crossed my path; it was solid black.
The mirror shattered, so I crossed my fingers and knocked on wood,
Just a pinch of salt over my shoulder should be good.
Unfortunately, on Friday the 13th the cat ate my four-leaf clover for a snack.