J.M.J.
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Oh my, the rain came down today!
God bless us is what I do say!
No matter where we tried to run,
The rain came down on everyone!
It does feel nice upon my face…
Rain brings a cooler, fresher space.
Sometimes, though, you look for a place
To find shelter not near home base.
Sometimes I see a leaf-y “glade”
For shelter…nice! And by God, made!
Sometimes the leaves upon a tree
Grow out the side…a canopy…
A leprechaun can fit right there,
And find a nice and dry “somewhere!”
Sometimes the leaves are in a bunch
That serves as cover in a crunch!
Sometimes the leaves are sparse and few
But still can help with cover, too!
The leaves can cover just enough,
So the wetness is not too tough.
But if some leaves can not be seen,
My sight will check the nearby scene,
To see if a tree might just be
A shelter in some way I see.
Sometimes the bark will form just right,
And leave a hole that’s clear to sight.
If I see that, I jump right through
Into the tree, and watch the view.
And sometimes one leaf’s all we need…
Could be from flower, tree, or weed.
As long as it is big enough
To cover heads when rain gets rough.
I, Finney think a maple tree
Has the big leaf I need for me.
An oak leaf for me Mum is good
It has the leaf we hoped it would.
The leaves work well to keep us dry,
No matter if you’re girl or guy!
They cover well and help us stay
Well groomed…in the leprechaun way!
Then comes the time the rain has stopped.
The heavenly waters have all dropped.
But then we’re still and look around,
To see the rainfall on the ground.
And then our eyes feel such delight,
As God’s clear raindrops are in sight.
They sparkle here, and glisten there…
Their lustrous shine is everywhere!
Each drop is in its special place.
No doubt it’s there by special Grace!
The Hand of God allowed a scene
So lovely on our fields of green!
The green leaves are adorned with “jewels”,
In this grand land where shamrock rules!
The branches carry tears so clear.
In Éire*…Ireland so dear…
The grasses hold so tenderly
Heaven’s water, called rain, you see.
Plants and flowers, the rain does kiss…
The Master “Drop Placer”…no miss!
So, how could it be to complain,
When we know this beautiful rain
Brings us sights of brilliance, so grand,
For everyone, in all this land.
If precious is a drop of rain,
It seems to be so very plain
That all who He made specially
Have Grace and help amazingly,
Because the Bible makes the call…
God’s Image and Likeness…are all!
If God, for raindrops, takes such care,
Imagine how, for all, He’s there
Every second of every day
To give all His Love, is His way.
I’ve talked enough…this I do know.
But it was fun…raindrops to show!
I’m very glad we talked today.
God bless you is what I do say! (See Footnote #21)
The Adventures of Finney the Leprechaun 
I loved this! The photos and rhyme together are just fab. Lovely lesson today!
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To my Friend S from your Friend Finney!
So glad you loved my raindrop rhyme!
So glad that you did take the time
To let me know you felt that way…
That makes me feel so good this day!
I love to read all that you write.
My Nannie helps me read it right!
I love your names for girls and boys!
I love to know the Families’ joys…
The Families that do write to you
About their sweet Babes who are new!
I know you’re busy…I thank you
For reading and for writing, too,
You’ve been so nice to me this way,
God bless you is what I do say!
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To my dear friend Finney from Jane,
The gentle rain that falls from Heaven is so beautiful! God is so good. He knows just what we need to water the plants and vegetables to make them grow. I bet you and your mum just love rainy days where you can find a nice hole in a tree and look out at Gods precious gift of rain.🌳 Maybe you too can listen to the gentle falling of raindrops on the leaves.🍃 It is Heavens precious gift
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To my dear Friend Jane from your dear Friend Finney!
As, this, I write to you dear Jane,
I think of how I love the rain…
And, yes, me Mum she loves it, too!
I know she’d like if I told you
Of how she loves our Ireland mist,
And how it’s on her “fav’rite” list!
And yes, we’re grateful to the trees.
Each tree, none know, how much it sees.
But we do know, a tree’s our friend,
From morning’s light to day’s night end.
So, dear Friend Jane, I hope you hear
those soft, clear raindrops…naught to fear.
For God is with us, for all days,
Embracing all with Loving Ways.
I thank you for your thoughts today.
God bless you is what I do say!
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