I carry a jar with me
So that I may
When the occasion arises
Collect my good fortune
To save for another day
When I can reach in
I will hope
For more good fortune
Or at least
Hold on to the memory of it
I carry a jar with me
So that I may
When the occasion arises
Collect my good fortune
To save for another day
When I can reach in
I will hope
For more good fortune
Or at least
Hold on to the memory of it
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I love this post.
Thank you I always wondered are fortunes good once they have been taken out of the cookie?
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that’s a lot of fortune cookies eaten!
When fortune cookies come each time we have Chinese food, and slips of paper are placed in pant pockets and dropped in the jar, they do add up. Thanks
The deep blue background in filtered light is cool. And I’d love to have a jar of good fortunes…and lucky lottery numbers!
A piece of blue fabric from the Portsmouth fabric store, wanted something that looked like water. The up side of going to fabric shops with my wife, is finding fabric for my photography. Thanks for the comment
Such a creative way to collect good fortune.and save it for a time when you might need it…