A Childhood Wish

While as a child I stood in awe
Of al the Irish folk I saw
I loved the wearin' of the Green
A Shamrock or St.Patrick scene

I envied them their gift of gab
An ease with words I never had
I thought 'twould be a Lovely Sin
If I could Steal---an Irish grin

I bought a Shamrock plant one day
I was amazed to hear it say
"If Shamrock plants hold such allure
You should be Irish, that's for sure!"

With anxious heart I asked my Mother
"I know I'm German, French and other
Mother,wht's the other, please?"
"She said "Your wonderings now may cease
Indeed, your Gramma's name was Foley"
I felt reborn and almost Holy

Now each St. Patrick's day I'm seen
Among the Irish wearin' Green