No money could buy it.
For you ask why.
For the gift is from my heart.
Written in a letter,
never to be apart.
The hope I have for you.
Is luck and happiness in all you do?
Not just on St Patrick's day,
health and happiness come your way.
Precious time
to unwind.
Dancing with me,
my sweet honeybee.
My kilt of blue and green.
Your skin is so natural as of a queen.
Raise our mugs of beer.
Shout to the rooftop a cheer.
For the love, I have for you, my gal.
My lady, my lass, my sweet pal.
My Irish dream is to marry you.
In fields of lavender, precious dreams come true.
Gifts from an Irish man
are often a little pot of gold.
Many myths and poetry are told.
Our four-leaf clover,
shall pour-over.
Our rainbow will brighten the sky.
Bless with home-cooked shepherd pie.
Leprechauns have magical powers.
For you, I will have hours.
I will bring joy to you every day.
May God be with you and bless you in many a way.
About the Creator
Cathy Deslippe
Catherine Deslippe
At the age of 7, I became an author. I am an international writer with many authors; all royalties went to cancer patients without insurance. I used to write to cope, but now I write to bring others hope.
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Outstanding
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Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions



Comments (3)
Dear Cathy ~ Rita Louise was Irish ~ When her family came here (On Holiday - in Droves) WE were the experience for them - hanging photos in their "Sullivan's Pub" - My father-in-law, Michael Regan, had so-so many yarns while strumming his Madeline: Fun Memory. * Please take a moment to view 'Am I Choosing UP?' you will certainly relate. Best to you Jay
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Beautiful! Ireland is on my bucket list to visit one day and you have captured it completely☘️