St Patrick's Day

I travelled the long, hard, stony track
With the fine mist and breeze on my face.
My bundle was heavy and slipped from my back -
When a wraith of a monk appeared at my side;
I sucked in my breath and feared for my soul
And the monk scooped his hand to the verge
He captured a creature as long as a pole
And was gone in the fog as I cried!
Anon

Happy St Patrick's Day to everyone!

"May you always find shamrock's under your feet and extend kindness and goodness to all that you meet."