The Lucky Stone

In a land of dreams and tales untold,

Where magic whispers, secrets unfold,

There lies a stone, forever lucky,

A treasure found, so rare and plucky.

 

Its surface gleams with hues of gold,

A story etched, a tale untold,

For within this stone, a power resides,

A touch of luck, where hope abides.

 

With every step, it guides the way,

Through darkest nights and brightest day,

It brings good fortune, never to cease,

A beacon of hope, a symbol of peace.

 

In times of doubt, when skies turn grey,

The forever lucky stone will light the way,

It holds the dreams of those who dare,

To chase their passions, to never despair.

 

With each caress, a wish takes flight,

A spark of magic, shining so bright,

It grants the courage to face the unknown,

To conquer fears, to stand alone.

 

Through trials and tribulations, it remains,

A steadfast companion, amidst life's strains,

The forever lucky stone, a source of strength,

A reminder that fortunes Favours the brave.

 

So hold it close, this precious gem,

Let its energy flow, from stem to stem,

For in its presence, miracles unfold,

The forever lucky stone, a treasure to behold.