To Be Sure

I’m not Irish but I’ll drink the beer
and sing the songs; to say that I
cannot belong to Ireland’s fest
upon St Patricks Day just takes
me breath away. I’m true to all
that makes the Irish full of pride
and sees me self annoyed you
dare suggest I’ve tried to climb
aboard the Gaelic fun express.
So here I am a-prancing in the
street, my feet respond to epic
calls to dance and eyes reflect
the peaceful emerald green...
© 17 March 2008, I. D. Carswell