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The Luck of the Irish

September 23, 2008
By brittrow PLATINUM, Easley, South Carolina
brittrow PLATINUM, Easley, South Carolina
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The Luck of the Irish

Have you ever heard the phrase the luck of the Irish?
I’m here to tell you that phrase is not true.
I am of Irish heritage
But instead of green, my color is blue.

Blue is my favorite color
For it symbolizes my life.
A life full of unhappiness;
A life full of sorrow and strife.

So many deaths,
Too many things,
There’s so much pain
That love often brings.

I’m walking home with a bottle of ale.
Not far behind me is my pub.
But still I feel the only way to drown these scornful memories,
Is to sink down and forever sleep under the running water in the tub.

Lord, I need you here
To help me through this.
Please lend me a hand and
Pull me away to a moment of bliss.

My story may be sad
But true.
I am nothing more
Than the color blue.

The one thing that I will never do again
Is make a simple wish.
For it does not work well for me,
This dreadful luck of the Irish.

The author's comments:
i really am Irish and this poem is about my real life.

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