May the Luck of the Irish Come to Theešāļø
Love luck and best wishes from me to thee šāļøš

May the Luck of the Irish Come to Thee
May the luck of the Irish, bold and true,
Find its way, dear soul, to you.
With clovers of green and skies so clear,
May joy and blessings linger near.
May your path be kissed by morning dew,
And rainbows arch in vibrant hue.
May pots of gold and dreams untold
Be yours to cherish and to hold.
In a horseshoeās curve, a clover rests,
A timeless symbol of lifeās best.
May fortune smile and grace your way,
And fill your heart each blessed day.
May whispers of Celtic winds so sweet
Bring peace and light to your weary feet.
Through fields of emerald, you shall roam,
With every step, youāre closer to home.
May stars shine bright in the midnight sky,
And guide you onward, flying high.
With faith in your soul, so wild and free,
May the luck of the Irish come to thee.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mindā¤ļø


Comments (5)
Such a wonderful poem. I loved it+
Your poetry is awesome, Marie. I'll save this poem for the St.Patrick's day.
Aww beautiful poem.
This is absolutely beautiful Marie. Fantastic work.
Well, Happy St. Patrick's Day to you. Great poem.