Kristen Bruni Poet Rhyme

Gift of Gold

I'm carrying a Celtic name
Yet never bothered to.
Try to understand leprechauns
And why I collect shoes?

I do not find them near creepy
For I'm as small as them
Mischievous but Precious souls
In dreams they make me grin. 

Rainbow's are earth's sacred vision
A miracle of hope
Genius they store big pots of gold
At the end so remote

Some say their an evil spirit 
I disagree with pride
Their humorous , very smart
Lucky creatures , green eyes. 

Anybody from Ireland
Possesses traits above
If you happen to cross their path
You'll be certain God's love.

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Tony Lane October 29, 2011 at 3:12 PM Congratulations on your poem and it's win. Tony

Joyce Johnson October 27, 2011 at 4:32 PM Congratulations on your nice tale. and win. Love, Joyce

Linda-Marie Sweetheart October 27, 2011 at 10:24 AM Congrats Kristen on a great big win luv..

John Freeman October 27, 2011 at 8:54 AM A cute little tale kristen, Congratulations on your win. Agape, Moses

Carol Sunshine Brown October 27, 2011 at 5:23 AM Congratulations on your win in Debbie's "Creepy Irish Creatures" contest Kristen. Love, Carol

Margaret Foster October 26, 2011 at 10:19 PM Congratulations Kirsten..( follower of Christ) They are so cute these little guys buy rarely part with their pot... :-) well done ...Margaret

Debbie Guzzi October 26, 2011 at 5:49 PM Nice modern take on the little ole guys i bet there were girls TOO! Congrad's Light & Love

Wole Francis September 25, 2011 at 5:04 AM great and thanks for sharing.