A Leprechaun’s Gaze


Illustration courtesy of Aaron Pocock


Loose ends were tied; the message sent,

and I walked on in merriment.

With ruddy arms I build a cairn

that lies a ways past yonder barn.


One piece of gold I have in tow,

my back faced to the winds that blow.

This growing monumental mound

will hide my grief on sacred ground.


A daily prayer, a daily grind,

a rock a day to ease my mind.

“To reach the sky! To find my love!

To live the dream I’m dreaming of!”

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