Mr. McGee’s Shamrock

Lisa Marie Mottert on Dec 28, 2011

There’s always luck in the clover…

Field of Clovers! (Photo credit: kuljuls)

Mr. McGee’s Shamrock

T’s a shamrock with all its clover

Rubbing the leaves, over and over

Mr. McGee was here today

Bringing cheer in his own way.

Wish for something,” Mr. McGee said,

As he rubbed his weary head

“What shall I wish for?”… talking to myself

A scarf, a hat, a wooden shelf.

Oh, a fiddle, that’s it

Built hearty and fit.

Soft music I can play

Mr. McGee didn’t know what to say-

After waking from a restful sleep

There was a fiddle upon my feet.

Poem~ Mr. McGee’s Shamrock

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sheilanewton on Apr 26, 2012
“A scar a hat – a wooden shelf” – sublime words. you have imagination as big as the wingspan of an albatross, Lisa.
Safa on May 4, 2012
Interesting and nice share

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