The Leprechaun Trap

The leprechaun trap wasn’t empty; A toy leprechaun nestled inside With a nice thank you note That the leprechaun wrote, So my granddaughter took it in stride. If she’d caught one, she wanted some wishes, Like a carousel built in her room Or to meet Taylor Swift Or a baby sis gift, None of which she could get, I’d assume. Her big brother, who once would have joined her, Now knows Daddy left Seamus* behind; He confirmed, with a wink. Childhood ends in a blink, With these memories etched in the mind. *the toy leprechaun’s name, according to the note