St. Patrick’s Day.
Comin’ our way.
They chortle in their joy.
And drink green beer.
Wear green clothes.
Green because of the shamrock.
St. Patrick supposedly used the three-leaved plant to explain the Holy Trinity to
St. Patrick was actually British.
Kidnapped by invading Irish.
And kept as a slave in Ireland.
Then escaped back to Britain.
Then later returned to Ireland as a devout Christian.
He died March 17, 461 A.D.
And to this day, he is one of the most well-known saints.
St. Patrick’s Day resonates with people around the world.
Even if they aren’t Irish.
It’s one of the longest-running parades in Montreal, Canada.
Maybe the color green makes us want to celebrate.
Green being the color for healing the heart.
And the color of Spring.
Parades and celebrations are held in America from Montana to Minnesota.
Las Vegas to Savannah, Georgia.
New Orleans to Chicago.
Philadelphia to San Francisco.
And of course, the very Irish Boston.
They’ve been parading there in honor of St. Patrick since 1737.
Green is good.
A green card.
Green is easy on the eyes.
Lucky for us, Nature abounds in green.
Except during a drouthy summer.
But even then, live oaks, prickly pear, and mesquite carry on.
Green is positive.
Like getting the green light.
And greenbacks too.
As someone once said:
“Rich or poor, it’s good to have money.”
Happy St. Patrick’s Day.
Renee Walker is a poet, writer, and real estate broker on the Square with her canine assistant, Buster.