By: Eve Meredith Brackenbury

I stumbled across
a leprechaun lair

it was deserted
with no signs
of green.

I suppose the
economic crisis
has struck the
magically adept;

some kind of
luck of the irish

Til I remember
there's a parade today
with pub crawls
into the wee early morn.

Lots of kissing
and pinching
and toasting
and boasting.

Quite the stimulus

I can see
a black pot
in the corner
slowly start to fill
with gold.

Who cares if
Punxsutawney Phil
saw his shadow?

The sun is shining
with record high

I predict this
horrible winter
is over.

Eve Meredith Brackenbury

St. Patrick's Day is an enchanted time - a day to begin transforming winter's dreams into summer's magic.
~Adrienne Cook
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Posted by V. Mahfood - 3/17/10

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