J.M.J.

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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 I sit down right by the sea,

The waves come near to look at me!

But then they seem to go away…

But then they’re back on that same day!

So, yes, the sea it does come near

And goes away, as if in fear!

     

But I don’t think that this is why

Sea water’s low and then it’s high.

           

I think God lets it take a turn,

To come so close and then return

To where it’s from…another place,

Where it goes back to show its face!

But then maybe that other place,

Has water come…and back ’twill race!

So back and forth may be the case!

Between where I am and that place!

😉

Seems like the water’s in a chase…

From here to there in a large space!

🙂

Whew!  That thought took time to come out!

But that’s what I think it’s about!

Oh gosh, my brain is tired now

Just trying hard to think of how

This sea tide comes and then goes out,

And how does this just come about?

     

Makes sense to me what I have said!

But…more to tell…I’ve in my head!

The water’s way is only part…

For my story…it’s just a start!

When the tide goes out, you can see

Meals of all kinds happen to be!

The water goes and leaves just sand,

That is a wet and food-filled land!

     

I see the birds look for a meal,

And sometimes one will try to steal

From another bird who is there.

This thief-bird sometimes knows just where

To go for food that will be free,

And steals it right in front of me!

That does not happen every day,

But I have seen it be the way

Some birds will find their food to eat,

And that bird’s, no doubt, a big cheat!

But then you’ll see a bigger bird,

Catch some breakfast…have you heard

Of how a crab will find its way

To be a meal?  …I must just say,

Not a great way to spend a day!

For crab, I mean…just not okay!

     

But other birds will be around…

Want to see what was on the ground

That bigger bird did find that day,

To have a meal in a fine way!

     

But bigger bird watches with care,

‘Cause that bird doesn’t want to share!

And other bigger birds come, too,

They must eat like you and me do!

     

They mosey ’round the feeding place,

In hopes of finding their own space,

Where a fine meal will come their way,

And this makes for them a fine day!

     

They walk this way, and then that way,

     

And then they’ll just go fly away!

     

Then the bird that’s left will just look…

To just be sure there’s not one crook

That’s left and who would want to steal

What’s left of bird’s quite fine, grand meal!

‘Tis so grand that we have the sea!

God made it all for you and me!

I do have more I’d like to tell,

Of how the sea does feed so well.

But I’ve worn myself out today!

                                      God bless you is what I do say!  (See Footnote #43)

 

 J.M.J.

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Hello, my Friend!  Hello today!

I hope you are in a good way!

No matter rain, no matter shine,

I always hope that you are fine!

Don’t you think water is so grand?

Just wonderful, straight from God’s Hand,

Is how a nice, cool drink can feel,

After a dee-lish home cooked meal!

…or how it feels washing your feet,

after long walking in day’s heat!

…or how great ’tis to watch it pour,

And see it splash right on the floor!

or how it feels right on your hand,

When washing off the beach day’s sand!

And how ’bout when the water twirls,

so happy sending sprays and whirls!

     

With splash-ful drops the spray…it hurls

The water drops…fly high with swirls!

When Heav’n above lets the rains come,

To wash the Earth and water some,

The drops are left so tenderly,

On flow’rs and leaves so lovingly!

     

The sun, with water, loves to play,

and not always in the same way.

Sometimes the sun plays with the rain,

And sky ends up with colors-gain…

 *

When great rainbows show their great arch,

As they from Heav’n to Earth do march!

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Sometimes the ‘bows do come to rest…

right on the water…just the best!

      

Just one more thing that’s fun to tell…

Of how water and sun play well…

Is how amazing it is when

Sun shows amazing stuff again,

By giving “aura” center stage,

Giving Sun’s story a grand page!

I know you must be thrilled to see,

Such grand fine sights for you and me…

BUT

To speak of water could not be,

without much talk of the grand sea…

Its power, might, and majesty!

An endless wonder…awesomely!

I’ve heard it said God’s chosen folk…

Had fear of sea, of which they spoke.

It isn’t hard to think of why…

‘Cause all that rain fell from the sky,

And then the Flood that was so great,

brought to many… death as their fate.

God gave to Noah the Ark’s plan,

Which did save the Family of Man.

When the Flood waters sailed the Ark,

Noah became the Patriarch!

But after that, the rainbow came,

After the waters became tame.

God’s rainbow then became the sign,

Of God’s Promise so good and fine.

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He said no Flood would come again

That would destroy the Earth for men…

So, we who are alive, now, here,

Have God’s Promise to keep all fear

Of our World ending in that way…

The way it did in Noah’s day.

So now we can look at the sea

In a fine way for you and me…

We can be happy though we know,

That sometimes sea waves, great strength, show…

The sea can be both calm and rough…

     

     

For boats on water, sometimes tough!

     

The sunlight loves to brightly play,

on waters’ top with glimmer’s way!

     

And then ’tis sometimes calm with shine,

From sun’s generous light so fine!

        

So, when I look out on the sea,

I really am happy to be,

In a grand place where I can see

Such wondrous might and great beauty!

           

I’d like to talk about the Tide,

But first I need to go inside.

Me Mum has made fine lunch for me,

And this wee man is quite hungry!

But we will talk another day,

About the sea tides and the way

Sea’s waters roll this way and that…

But, now, to you, I tip my hat!

I am so glad we talked today!

                                     God bless you is what I do say!  (See Footnote #42)

 

 

J.M.J.

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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!

Sometimes I look, but I don’t see.

Is it the same, for you, like me?

This world that God did make for all…

For each of us…the small and tall…

Is wondrous, beautiful, and fun…

Adventure-full for everyone!

     

Each day when I wake up and see,

The sun rise up to look at me,

The daytime shows so much to sight…

Because dark’s gone and now there’s light.

I’m able to look all around,

To see the things my eyes have found.

But there are things not plain to sight…

Not even in the bright daylight!

     

I like to look, so hard, to see,

Small things not seen so easily!

     

The things my eyes can’t see from far…

Like gentle lines of green there are

In this small flower’s inside part…

‘Tis an instance with which to start!

     

Or how about seein’ a stone?

     

Or a black crow standin’ alone!

     

Can you see what is on this tree?

Those pretty pine cones…can you see?

      These maple leaves…a work of art!

Just like the flower…”Bleeding Heart!”

           

Sometimes I’ll glance…not “see” so well,

But then I SEE and want to tell,

I’m lookin’ at something so grand,

I want to tell all in the land!

     

Not everyday a dragonfly

Is not too high up in the sky…

And close enough to really see,

Without bein’ afraid of me!

And who would know a big snowball,

Is just a bunch of flowers…small!

     

Or that a shamrock’s flower white,

Would have amazing petals bright!

     

Or even to find shamrocks where

You do not know they’re even there!

     

And do watch for the gentle puffs

That breeze does bring with such soft “hhhufffs!”

     

Sometimes the big pink catches eyes!

To look around…would be so wise…

Little daisies are hidin’ where,

The brush will show just big pink there!

     

The fuzzy brush won’t try to hide

Spider’s web, hard to see, outside!

     

The grand white queen’s buds are beauties,

Must look close to see these cuties!

     

With pink queen’s princess buds…the same…

Lovely! To not “see”…’tis a shame!

     

How about when you think you see

Just a flower…BUT THERE’S A BEE!

     

To watch water’s always a treat…

God’s artwork…an amazing feat!

     

Amazing, huh?!  Indeed ’tis so!

One more fun thing, I want to show…

Sometimes I watch and then I see…

Someone is lookin’ back at me!

     

I am so glad we talked today!

                                    God bless you is what I do say!  (See Footnote #41)

 

J.M.J.

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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!

Today is such a special day!

I have just a few words to say!

Almost 800 years ago,

Some grand folks, in Ireland, did show

Their great Faith in Jesus, our King,

Their hope, trust, and praises did sing!

St. Dominic was the one  who

Showed them the way, and helped them, too.

     

They learned the Truth and shared it well

To all in Ireland, they could tell

About God’s Love, like good  St. Pat …

All things of Faith…all things like that!

Thank you, Dominicans, I  say!

We, Leprechauns, thank you today!

Enjoy this Feast in a grand way!

St. Dominic, thank you, we say!

I’m so glad to tell this today!

                                    God bless you is what I do say!  (See Footnote #40)

J.M.J.

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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!

     

     

     

     

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!

     

     

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!

     

           

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!

     

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)

J.M.J.

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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!

              

     

There are all kinds and colors, too!

All different flow’rs for me and you!

                

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!

     

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!

      Sometimes we know before we see,

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!

     

     

     

     

         

       

     

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.

     

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!

     

           

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…

     

     

     

     

     

     

The white flow’rs have a unique place.

As they stand out in a green space!

     

     

The daisies and the lilies, too,

Speak their piece to all who view!

     

     

     

     

     

     

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!

WE ALWAYS NEED A HIDIN’ PLACE!

Yes!  Flowers often have a space!

Sometimes when we just can’t be seen…

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

Sometimes, too, we can hide with ease…

     

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

And jump wherever we can find…

Sometimes results are not so kind!

     

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)

J.M.J.

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Hello, my Friend! Hello today!

I hope you are in a grand way!

No matter rain, no matter shine,

I always hope that you are fine!

Well, the hidin’ of the wee folk,

‘Twas, just last time, of what we spoke.

I showed you some grand hidin’ spots,

And that I really do have lots!

I said I’d show you more again,

And that I would let you know “when!”

Well, now is “when,” so you can know

More hidin’ spots to you I’ll show!

These spots are “hidin’s”, as we say,

Just so you know our wee folk way!

I showed you holly in one place…

     

a stairwell, and a curtain space…

     

Some pillows and fine mountain mist…

     

Grand trees and boulders, by sky kissed…

Cool forest stream and rock ledge cracks…

           

Such fine, grand spots to eat your snacks!

But then more hidin’s you did see,

And these are what all those would be…

Fine flowers are a great go-to…

     

    Red leaves and big green leaves will do…

Great hidin’ in day lilies, too…

Lots of grand space for me and you!

When moon comes up, it’s really fine…

Easy hidin’ with less sun’s shine!

Of course, you know that it is true,

Grand shamrocks always do well, too!

     

Many rock ledges can be found,

They give great hidin’s all around!

So you can see that we can find

Some ways to work, and we don’t mind,

Because God really counts on us

To do our work without a fuss!

The Greatest Treasure of the Gold,

The Treasure from the tales of old,

Is what we, wee folk, are Guardians of…

Our work giv’n us by God above.

           

For all mankind we must take care,

For gold makes blind some senses where

It will cause harm if some did know,

So we must help the gold not show!

Great weakness comes when greed takes root…

Sometimes hate grows ‘cause of gold loot.

We, Leprechauns, know this is true,

And to protect…we want to do.

Uh, oh, I think someone is near…

But I know that nothing’s to fear.

I know a hidin’s all I need…

 I’ll go to one with such great speed!!!

All sorts of green will always do,

Like bushes, big plants, grasses, too…

     

     

     

     

     

Thickets are great hidin’ places…

Lots of hidden hidin’ spaces!

     

Sometimes if there’s a Church nearby,

I love to hide there…climb up high!

So many wondrous places there,

Special to God, and peaceful where

Reverence is most for Him, our King,

Who, for us, all His Love does bring.

      

But that is not always the case,

That I’ll be near a holy place,

Such as a Church, to be so near.

So then I run without a fear,

To plants and trees and flowers fine,

And often I find a grand pine,

Which hides me well, and safe I be,

Except if my red hair you see!

There’s always lilac bushes, too…

Or spearmint leaves will always do!

So, as you see, no need to fuss…

God does provide…take care of us!

Just like He will do for me now,

Because I’m hungry and know how

Some juicy berries will help me,

And I’ll no longer hungry be!

So, I’ll go to the berry patch,

And see what berries I can snatch!

I know, me Mum, she will not mind!

She always grows my fav’rite kind!

So, I can just go pick and eat,

And just enjoy my berry treat!

I am so glad we talked today!

                                    God bless you is what I do say!  (See Footnote #37)

J.M.J.

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Hello, my Friend!  Hello today!

I hope you are in a grand way!

No matter rain, no matter shine,

I always hope your day is fine!

We, Leprechauns, have some concerns

That each of us, quite early, learns.

It really just is not ok

For all to know the wee folks’ way

Of doing work that needs be done

Before we can just have some fun!

So oftentimes we have to hide

When we are inside or outside!

Our secret work is a great trust,

So great we absolutely must

Be sure that we are never seen,

Most times when we’re on fields of green,

Or walkin’ home, or travellin’,

And ‘specially when we’re workin’!

When work is yours that you must do,

And gold is part of your work, too,

Sometimes there’s danger that’s a threat,

Because on this some minds are set

To think of how gold must be had,

Or else life would be just so sad.

Of course, this is not really true,

But still some folks think this…they do!

But we are Guardians in that way,

And must be careful ev’ry day,

To secretly keep hidden well

The great gold Treasure some will tell

That’s in a pot at rainbow’s end,

And this, it’s true, we do defend.

But long ago, the tale is told,

God was forgotten for some gold.*

The Bible Book we, wee folk, love,

Tells of the story when God’s Love

Was put aside when trust did fail.

When coming down the mountain trail,

And Moses saw the people’s sin,

And, oh, his anger did begin!

The people did see Moses’ wrath,

When Moses saw their golden calf.

But Moses spoke on their behalf,

To God, in hopes to calm God’s wrath.

Great trouble came when this was done,

And hard times came for everyone.

Hard lessons came from this, for all,

Because, from Grace, people did fall.

So, knowing this, we must take care…

Sometimes to try to hide somewhere,

Remembering we must protect

The Treasure that God does expect

We always will be careful to

Keep secret from most all who do

Make efforts to catch us, wee folk,

For treasure of which someone spoke.

The Bible story helps us know

That gold and treasure sometimes show

The part of some hearts’ not-good place,

And causes them to want to chase

We, Leprechauns, to find the gold

That they have heard from tales of old.

So, sometimes we hide by stairwells,

so no one sees and no one tells.

Sometimes we are where curtains hide

Our green outfits from all inside!

Sometimes we try to find a chair

That might just have a pillow there.

It’s hard to see us if that’s so,

And we can be there…none need know!

Sometimes we’re safe in mountain mist.

It hides so much…we can’t resist!

The mighty trees and boulders, too…

Why, they could hide both Me and You!

In the forest, right by a stream,

Fine hiding places, it would seem.

Rock ledges, too, have secret cracks…

I even go there to have snacks!

My cousins, Daíthí and Gussie,

Stay overnight sometimes and we

Do really like to take our snacks

And go to our fav’rite ledge cracks!

I’ll show you just a few more spots,

Right now…but I have lots and lots,

And I will show you more again,

And I will let you know just when.

So here’s some more, but just a few,

And for now, they will have to do,

’cause I am hungry once again.

And you know what I might do when

I’m wanting to have some grand snacks…

I go to my fave rock ledge cracks!

 

I am so glad we talked today.

                                     God bless you is what I do say!  (See Footnote #36)

 

J.M.J.

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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!

I didn’t finish telling you,

What Nannie and Me-self did do!

The story of  my holiday

Is what I have more of to say!

I travelled fine with me Nannie,

Who really thought she needed me

To come and help her when I could…

She knows, of course, I always would!

After we saw the Church windows,

And saw the shamrocks great grand  shows,

     

     

We then tried to find Nannie’s Friend’s.

Her Friend lives right by where “There” ends!

Her Home had a fine, grand red door!

‘Tis special, that, ’cause it means more

When doors are red…because of when

In times of old, ’twas help for men.*

‘Twas given so the angel knew

To let the home just pass from view.

Whose door had red, that home was giv’n,

Protection right from God in Heav’n,

From all hurt, harm, and suffering…

For other homes, the day might bring.

So when a door is red, you know,

That trust in God, it might just show

When talking to the someone who

Does live there and who’s Friends with you.

That’s how it is for Nannie here…

Who lives there is her Friend so dear!

I sat right there upon the door,

While Nannie did what she came for.

And then I went inside to look.**

I thought I might find a good book!

But then I looked out the window,

And then I saw a nice bench, so

I sat on this bench, ’twas red, too,

And felt the breeze…enjoyed the view!

 

But then I thought I heard someone!

I left my spot right in the sun.

I jumped right down so I could hide

Behind the hay right on the side

     

Of this fine home, near end of “There.”

That’s all I know…it’s just “somewhere.”

But it was fine…no one was there,

I had no need to hide anywhere!

This was a fine and grand fun day

And I just really loved the way

Me Nannie and I had travellin’ fun

When we visited her someone!

I’m glad to tell you travellin’ tales,

Of hiding behind large hay bales!  😉

But truly we did have grand fun,

But now our visitin’ is done.

It’s back to needs be done each day,

And after that some time to play!

I am so glad we talked today.

                                    God bless you is what I do say!  (See Footnote #35)

 

 

J.M.J.

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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!

I talked to you the other day,

And spoke to you about the way

I’d be travellin’ to somewhere

Not far from Here, and, close to There!

‘Twas with me Nannie I did go

To see Irish folk she did know.

What a visit!  What fun we had!

We laughed and talked and were not sad!

Other things, too, me Nannie did…

And there were times I went and hid!

There are those times I can’t be seen.

I often hide in trees of green.

I love when flowers hide me well!

I just crouch down and none can tell

I’m hiding there where none can see

My green clothes, red hair, hat, or me!

     

But sometimes when I need to hide,

It could be inside or outside!

Nannie and I, we know full well,

A Leprechaun must never tell

Of certain places and some things…

Secrets that a Leprechaun brings

To where he goes, and must not say

What they’re about on any day!

But Nannie understands this all…

The secrets of we, who are small.

There are some things, though, I CAN say!

About our trav’llin’ holiday…

Last time we talked, we spoke of green…

Of lovely fields and shamrocks’ scene.

We saw so many shamrocks where

We travelled to…from Here to There!

On pretty windows, shamrocks fine…

They glowed so green in the sunshine!

St. Pat, himself, held one in hand,

A shamrock from our grand Ireland!

     

The harp, the claddagh, and shamrocks…

Just like the ones on some grand socks,

Were on these color windows, bright…

So fine to see in the daylight.

     

And also, too, I want to say

The windows that I saw that day…

They told the truths so very old,

From ancient times in colors bold.

The angel held the shamrock plant

Used by St. Pat for holy chant…

St. Brigid and her Cross were there,

     

With Jesus and the children where

His Love and Care was also shown.

Good Shepherd’s picture that we’ve known

speaks “loudly”, too, of God’s great Care

For all lost lambs, no matter  where.

The Irish Cross was standing strong

As if it heard our hearts’ love song!

Jesus…King, in all His Glory…

These windows told the whole story,

That St. Pat tried to teach us all,

No matter if we’re tall or small.

One God Who has The Persons Three,

The Blessed Holy Trinity…

Jesus, King, in all His Glory…

‘Tis the new and ancient story!

The story of God’s lasting Love…

Coming always from Heav’n above.

Our good St. Pat brought the Good News

And our grand shamrock he did use!

So in this place of Irish folk,

The place of which, with you, I spoke,

had shamrocks everywhere to see…

On the ground…with the harp they “be,”

     

On the sidewalk…they looked so fine…

Looking as if they’re in a line…

Also on a rug…curtains, too,

I think there’s too much to show you!

     

I think I’ll wait to tell you more.

But know there’s good stuff still in store!

I’m hungry now, so I’ll go eat,

And then I’ll rest my weary feet!

I’m thankful we did talk today.

God bless you is what I do say!  (see Footnote #34)