To Find A Leprechaun

To Find A Leprechaun
by Fay Herridge

An Irish lass went out one day
To find a leprechaun,
Her parents woke next morning fair
And found their daughter gone;
They searched the towns and meadows too
And in the hills of green,
A scarlet ribbon from her hair
Was all that could be seen.

The story said this lassie fair
Her leprechaun did find,
And just to follow him she left
Her other life behind;
She followed him to fairyland
Where she became his bride,
And stayed until she found the gold
He could no longer hide.

She loaded up the cart and then
She saddled up the horse,
With all the jewels she could find
And all the gold of course;
While he was working in the mine
She made her getaway,
She changed her name and changed her looks
And found a place to stay.

Now there’s a quiet little town
Along the Irish shore,
And if you’re lucky you might find
A little jewellery store;
Where you can buy the finest things
From a girl whose name is Dawn,
The Irish lass who once went out
To find a leprechaun.


To Find A Leprechaun

Now retired, after 39 years as a Librarian, Fay Herridge is a voracious reader, avid family historian, and a love of writing. She also enjoys walking, gardening, knitting, crocheting and photography; and is active in church and community events. Her poems and stories have been published in newspapers and magazines. “Satisfaction comes when others enjoy my work while inspiration comes from anywhere and everywhere.”
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