Weekly Poetry Challenge four

seven years bad luck

In 1974,
I broke a mirror
In the bathroom.

I told my mother
Who was into the occult.

Secret lore
And ancient mysteries
As she was part Cherokee.

She said
I would have seven years
Of bad luck.

Which I did
Failed my first college
Graduated finally
After five years.

Almost died
Of typhoid
While serving in the PC
in Korea.

But eventually
The curse was lifted
When I met my wife
Eight years later.


MIRROR

Your poem should be inspired by the prompt word above,
and be at least 12 lines long.

You are not required to use any particular form,
but you can if you wish to.