There once was a young, proud and vibrant four leaf clover. He loved when the children would come out and search for him and his lucky friends. Day after day the children would come and search but they would never find him. He grew old and whithered and had lost hope of ever being found. Then on the last day of Spring, a young girl was searching because she had yet to find one. The little girl then found the whithered, old four leaf clover and her eyes lit up with joy. She was so proud of her clover! She took it home and her parents framed it for her. The old clover now sits proudly on the finest mantle one could ask for.