A Poem for St. Patrick's Day

I share a poem my mother wrote about a year before she passed away. She was born in Northern Ireland and would have been more likely to wear orange than green but here is the poem:

When St. Patrick came to Ireland
To set the people free
He used the little Shamrock
To teach them of the love of God
Who was the "One in Three"

by May Greenshields
May 2003

She always wrote wee poems. My birthday parties were always fun because she would write rhyming clues as a treasure hunt to the "big" birthday gift. I miss her. I myself avoided green and wore a tie with alot of orange in it!