I would go out of my way to buy one because I desperately need one so bad. Unfortunately no one seems to find these, or even look for them anymore, and most of the people that do find one keep it to themselves.
Although I myself must also plead guilty. I have not put in much effort to finding this mythical plant either. It eludes me, but I've given up on it. At times the naivety of a child allows you to spend hours on end searching for one, and the mere suspense of the search puts your hairs on end.
But those days are no more. Some say they have "better things to do", or others spout the classic "I no longer have time for that anymore", though is that really true? I myself feel like I have merely grown tired of the routine; a routine with scarce rewards.
However, despite learning things that work towards my best livelihood, I can't help but feel that I've lost a precious treasure. What's worse is I can't even clearly remember what this treasure was. I pull up a picture in my mind, but it is blurred. Why has my mind censored off this part of me? What did my first 4 Leaf Clever look like?
Despite how much I would give to have it in it's original form, all I can do is hope to retrace what's left. Tattered and torn, it would still be something to hold onto and maybe reforge into something new and possibly better.
I suppose slowly but surely I must come to grasp that a 4 Leaf Clever itself is a living entity, and will not last forever. The original only lasts for so long, and after it starts to wilt, you can piece it together only so many times.
It is not something I can merely find and hold onto. It requires nourishment, and needs a place to grow. And if I lose my 4 Leaf Clever, I should rest assured that there must be another one sprouting anew somewhere out there.
In fact, I think I may have just found one right now...
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