Saint Patricks’s Day

March 18, 2013

What would I do
without this wonderful tribe?
I arrived cranky, out of sorts,
and damp.
(Yet another water mishap at my house;
this time water sprayed from the wall.
A Saint Paddy’s Day miracle!)
But they poured us hot creamy potato soup. And whiskey.
They made sympathetic noises.
They loaned us books, painted our faces, made us laugh, and
even came by my place to look at the offending pipe.
They are a merry band dressed in green,
rollicking through our forest.
I love them so much.


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