Saturday, March 14, 2009

Happy St. Patrick's Day

Pappy's going to be gone for a few days.  I may not get back in time to post for St. Patrick's day. So in honor of my Irish side I'll leave you with a poem honoring St. Patrick.

         ST. PATRICK

 Green beer and drunkenness,

clovers and Leprechauns,

singing and dancing to old

Celtic tunes.

Ireland the “Green Isle”,

the parish of Maewyn,

the bishop, converter, till 461.


March 17th, the day of his death

we celebrate now in secular mirth.

Captured at sixteen by Irish marauders,

sold into slavery,

a Welshman by birth.


He escaped after six years and

fled into Gaul,

where he studied with monks

Christianities’ tenets,

and fourteen years later he

answered the call.


Bishop to Ireland

he preached and converted.

Resisted by Druids,

arrested, escaping,

building schools,

and churches.

Metaphorically chasing,

the snakes from the land.


Maewyn the pagan,

St. Patrick, the Christian

served thirty years in

his mission to Ireland.

His vision,

to see his captors set free.


Dennis Price