St. Paddy's Day

I remember as a child quite a fuss 

being made about St Patrick's Day.

Especially about wearing something green.

Grandad especially used to have us on about it,

 just in a joking sort of way.

Maybe it's because we lived in what I always

 think of as the catholic part of town.

There was always a St Patrick's Day concert in 

the evening in the school hall which was just down the road,

 alongside the schools, the church,

 the convent and the Marist brothers.

We were one of three protestant families in the street 

but no-one cared, least of all the kids.

So tomorrow I will wear a little piece o' green...

and remember St Patrick, and  my Grandad...

 and think a little of my childhood days.

A happy St. Paddy's Day to you all.

Diana