Joy of the Knowing
by
Radiance Angelina Petro

I bet the soft as dreams Eastern
Cottontails living in the brush along
the footpaths, nibble and swallow so many
four-leaf clovers in a given day—
same with the deer and the Clydesdales
across the road, as well as the woodchuck
I saw this morning.

I’ve yet to pluck a clover and chew it to see
what that’s like, but rest assured I will someday
and I will tell you all about it.

When I arrive back at the door to the Barn
–just before I go in–I turn and look at the day,
and these thoughts fill me with joy of the knowing
all those animals have bellies full of four-leaf clovers.