Tyche the Goddess of Fortune and Luck Poem

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Tyche, goddess of fortune's hand,
With capricious whims at your command,
A mistress of luck, both fickle and fair,
Bestowing favor with a playful air.
With golden wings and knowing smile,
You spin the wheel, in your own style,
A deity of chance, a goddess of fate,
Showering blessings, or sealing one's state.
Some find riches in your embrace,
Their lives adorned with opulent grace,
While others face trials and tests,
In life's uncertainties, they're put to the test.
Tyche, goddess of fortune's grace,
Your favor shines on every place,
From humble homes to regal halls,
You sprinkle luck, as fate befalls.
Your whimsical ways can bring delight,
Or cast a shadow, dark as night,
A reminder that life's paths are unknown,
And luck's capriciousness is widely shown.
Yet in your presence, hope springs anew,
For fate's uncertainty is part of the view,
Tyche, goddess of fortune's sway,
We honor you, in every way.