Upon awakening, I began to think and, then, espied upon the wall a distelfink, which had me wondering—with breakfast drink—if twixt happy and lucky there is a link, so, like an early bird searching for a bath sink, I wandered into the world with just hope’s brink—and upon walk’s return and collapse on bed as eyes did nod along with head, I looked up once more at the distelfink and swear that at me it did so wink. ; )