My irish tale begins...
with laughter and a grin,
for how was I to know,
"heavens almighty,
I married a leprachaun."
'Tis true..every word,
and gleaming pot of gold,
shone in his heart
and sole.
When I reflect,
perhaps I ...should.. have.. known
for not a rose he laid upon my door,
but..his boots with a simple note.
Dearest Woman of my dreams,
Captured, I am by you,
amidst the treasures of God,
and our tender homeland.
I vow to walk upon this earth
barefoot until you give to me
your love and gentle heart.
May I not die a blistered,
hope-less man.
Love,
Mr. Lee Peter Chaun.
My love, a rainbow, I lay upon your throne.

Heavens almighty, I married a leprachaun!


you did such a wonderful job!lol. I was so grinning when I was done reading this!
thank you very much for sharing and putting a smile on my face.. Best of luck in the contest.







Just kidding... Wishing you the best of luck in the contest, Mrs. Leprachaun!! Great imagery to boot, I just wish I could make a wee Irish clover for you today!!
Keep on keeping on!! Peace, love & hugs always, xx Cyn xx 






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