Four-Leaved-Luck

I stare at it. 
Then, like a flash of lighting,
I hop off of my horse and retrieve it.

I know there isn't much to do with it,
so I feed it to Teddy, he munches 
and I hear his bit clinking inside his mouth.

Teddy deserves a little luck anyways.
He's small for a horse and big for a pony.
He's that in-between size thats perfect for me.

Also it just seems right because he's a chestnut,
and we dressed him up as a leprechaon this past
Halloween due to his orangeish shade of hair.

He wiggles as I put my foot in the stirrup and
lift my self into his saddle. 
Then we start for home.