One night I dreamed of walking green hills
Seeing little people that gave me chills
Following a rainbow to the end
Seeing a pot of gold and a little green man
"Top of the day to you", he said
With a little green hat on his head
"Come closer my dear to me
Come over and rest under the tree"
He said he was a cobbler by trade
As we sat under the tree in the shade
I noticed a black kettle off to the side
With gold coins he guarded with pride
He asked didn’t I want to steal them away
I told him – no – I wasn’t there to prey
He said I had earned 3 wishes for this
So think careful and tell him my list.
The first I asked for a long and healthy life
Second that in the world there no longer be strife
For the last that I wanted 3 wishes more
He laughed and slapped his knee and roared
For I'd found the secret to eternal wishes it seems
To keep using your third wish to fulfill all your dreams
Author: Kathy © March 8, 2019
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Enjoyed the humor and optimism of your poem. A world without strife would make for a much healthier life. Thanks for sharing with us your pot of word-gold.
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Lovely Paddy's Day poem,
Enjoy the Day !
Regards Mick.
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Hugs from NL. Lily .