39. St. Pat’s Teachin’!



Hello, my Friend! Hello today!

I hope you are in a good way!

No matter rain, no matter shine,

I always hope your day is fine!


Well… now that you and I have talked

Of flowers we’ve seen when we’ve walked,

We see how God reminds us of

His Love and Care from Heav’n above!

Noah’s rainbow has been His sign,

Of His Promise…sacred…divine.


We see the work His rainbows do;

They wash the flow’rs with colors true!

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Rainbow colors will always be

In places we can always see…

The world of Nature…what a sight!

Full of life…sounds and colors bright!

This sign of Promise leads us to

The Sign of Promise in sky’s blue…



Our good St. Pat tried hard to show

What this Cross Sign helps us to know.

The Rainbow sign…it showed us hope.

The Sign of Cross…it gives us hope.

Fulfillment of the Rainbow’s sign

Is shown in the great Cross so fine!

St. Pat said, on the Cross, keep sight.

That’s how to stay in His great Light.



The Cross of Jesus now will guide,

And lead us to be by His side.

We, Leprechauns, heard St. Pat’s words,

And then we watched and saw the birds

Stay close and want to be right by

The Cross of Jesus in the sky!

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Then we saw the clouds give kiss

When they passed by…they did not miss.


Even the moon will stand steadfast

As Cross endures unto the last!


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We know and trust what St. Pat said.

We know that’s how the good are led.



There is in ancient Irish lore,

A story…and, I’ll tell you more…

In Moses’ time, a certain boy…

Was snake-bitten…no cause for joy.

His name was Gaedhal, which sounds like “gale,”

And ’tis of him I tell this tale.

Healed by Moses, the boy did live.

His descendants, his name did give

To them the name they are known by…

The “Gaels” are who these people are,

That come from Gaedhal, back in time, far.

God had told Moses way back when,

To mount a snake, for sake of men,

Upon a pole, for them to look.

                                 This did save some, says the Good Book.  (Numbers 21:9)

A bronze serpent, as story’s told,

Moses used in these days of old,

To save those serpent-bitten folk

From certain death, as we just spoke.

When those snake-bitten did look high

At pole’s snake top, they did not die.

Moses then, as this tale is told,

For this boy, Gaedhal, he had foretold

That his Family would live, one day,

On an island in the west-way.

Long, long, long after Gaedhal did live,

His Family grew and one did give,

The way by which the tale came true.

Milesius is this person through

Whom Gaedhal’s people found this fine land.

This Moses’ tale… a story, grand!

By Milesius, these “Gaels” were led,

To Ireland’s island…it is said.

Could be Gaedhal did what God did say

And looked at pole’s top on that day.

His life was saved…his children found

Their promised land on Ireland’s ground.


This legend-story of the Gaels,

To what St. Pat did teach, it pales.

What St. Pat taught’s in the Good Book…

He taught, on Jesus, all should look,

And give to Him all hope and trust,

To find real life…this is a must.

The Cross of Jesus is our Sign

Of God’s most grand, loving Design.



In Moses’ time, God gave the way,

To save, from death, back in that day.

Now we have the Cross to see,

As St. Pat taught, ’tis what would be,

From God the very greatest sign

Of all His Love…His Son Divine!

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So when the colors of rainbow

Inspire us to thank and know

God’s care for us is always real

Remember that the greater zeal

Should come from hearts, for everyone,

To see the Cross of God’s own Son

On which He hung to save us from

All death and give us Kingdom come.


St. Pat worked hard to teach us this.

Let’s never slack so we don’t miss

The Promise of the Heav’nly life,

Where peace and never, ever strife,

Will be what Jesus gave to all…

No matter whether short or tall!

Mmm…I think fine food’s in the air!

Me Mum is home…must be from there!


The yummy smell of apple stew

Is finding me, and I’ll tell you,

It’s so dee-licious…fun to eat!

Mum’s cooking…mmm…just can’t be beat!

Fresh berries to put right on top!

And, yes! I’ll find it hard to stop,

Because I am so hungry now,

Just how I’ll stop I don’t know how!

Maybe some day, just you, with me,

Can walk and eat apple-berry!


I am so glad we talked today!

                                    God bless you is what I do say!  (See Footnote #39)


38. The Flowers!



Hello, my Friend!  Hello today!

I hope you are in a good way!

No matter rain, no matter shine,

I always hope your day is fine!


When you go walking any day,

Do you love flowers and the way

Their easy beauty’s caught your eye,

And you don’t care to wonder why…

You just enjoy that they are there.

There are grand flowers everywhere!

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There are all kinds and colors, too!

All different flow’rs for me and you!

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A gift from God, these flowers are!

Just like the sun!…the moon!…a star!

Each flower is uniquely fine,

Some are scattered…some in a line!

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Of course, we know the flow’rs we see

Are just a glimpse of what would be

If Paradise was still our home…

We’d never ever want to roam!

So it is just so very grand

That God gives flowers to our land!

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What kind of flowers there will be

Before our eyes…that are so near…

Because of something very clear…

And ’tis their lovely grand fragrance!

It makes us want to hum and dance!

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The roses’ air can’t be described…

We are just glad that it survived

The Flood of Noah, and to be

Here now with us so we can see,

And smell the fine, grand, sweet air breeze,

That roses bring with such great ease.

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When lilacs bloom ’tis like the air

Is carrying this scent so fair,

That one does wonder if this scent

Came right from Heav’nly firmament!

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The flowers by the sea just grow

With natural beauty…their own glow…

The flowers…pinks and reds and blues…

Lilac, yellow, and purple hues…

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The white flow’rs have a unique place.

As they stand out in a green space!

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The daisies and the lilies, too,

Speak their piece to all who view!

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All who see these lovely flowers,

Want to gaze for many hours!

Now I must mention one more thing…

The truth of which will clearly ring

To all who hear what I will tell,

‘Cause it is from one who knows well,

How Leprechauns and flowers live,

And what flowers, to Leprechauns, give!



Yes!  Flowers often have a space!

Sometimes when we just can’t be seen…

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(We’ve talked of this…;)…know what I mean?)

Sometimes, too, we can hide with ease…

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But other times, we say, “Oh, please!”

And jump wherever we can find…

Sometimes results are not so kind!

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And, though, we did, yes, find a place…

And, though, we could, yes, hide our face…

As you can see…our red hair shows!


And what to do?  God, only, knows!

Well, now I am just plain worn out…

But I’ll try to be a good scout…

That means I better take a nap,

Before my patience just goes snap!

It wears you out, this hidin’ work,

But hide I must…I must not shirk

From work that I was giv’n to do…

Same thing goes for me and for you!

I’m glad that we could talk today!

                                      God bless you is what I do say!  (See Footnote #38)