Day 27: Breathe, Seek, Play.....Luck

We spent the day on Emerald Isle celebrating St. Patrick's Day.  The luck of the Irish was upon us...beautiful weather, wonderful crowd, great music, ice cream and food, vendors selling a variety of items and carnival rides.  We walked from our beach condo to the festival and spent 2 hours this afternoon enjoying the sights, sounds and smells....funny how funnel cake goes hand in hand with a festival...love that smell!  We talked along the way as we walked to festival, about the traps they were going to set for the Leprechaun tonight.  Elliott says he hates, hates, hates Leprechaun Day and he hopes tonight we get a nice one. He is worried that his pot of gold at home is in jeopardy, but I assured him that the Leprechaun will only come to the home he is sleeping at tonight.  He wasn't taking any chances, he specifically said he has to wear something green to bed.  I love this "magical" time with my boys...and realize how very lucky and blessed I am to be their mom.  The luck of the Irish, some say it actually means "bad luck", some say "This isn't luck at all, but more of an attitude, a positive look at a bad situation", some say it means " to be able to land on their feet when bad circumstances occur", whatever it may mean...I know we have many Irish eyes smiling in Heaven and we celebrate our Irish heritage and take special celebration in honoring them....they were mischievous, they were full of luck, and they had hearts of gold.....

After the movie 

I was about to doze off to sleep 

when I thought I heard some strange noises

that I started to peak. 

A flash of green glittered 

across the room,

sounds of little footsteps 

were beginning to loom.

I heard the closet open,

and things tossed all around.

I covered my head

and made not  sound.

I heard something like giggles,

and mischievous sounds.

What is happening in here,

what will tomorrow be found?

I took a quick glance,

and caught a stray rainbow.

It was colorful to see,

and I wanted to follow.

Would under the colors, 

a pot of gold I find?

As they colors fell down

My luck I resigned.

I saw my true treasure,

lying softly asleep.

As luck would soon have it

it's my heart they do keep.

It's an Irish tale 

Leprechauns guide the forlorn,

leading me to

my very own twinborn.

No matter the mess, 

that greets us the next day

The pot of gold I've found,

will last for always!