Leprechaun

He hops in glee on tiny toes

The wind hoping to carry him offshore

He dances in and out

Slippery in the catchers hands

His ginger beard tickles his tummy

As he claps his hand

And clicks his heels in glee

His shrewd green eyes gleam

As he behold the safety

Of his pot of gold

The leprechaun

With his pointed hat

And grass green clothes

A walking legend under the rainbow

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my contribution for Poets United