Clover

My Beautiful Granddaughter

Said He who first created Emerald Isle,
Thy Faith glows in the color that I use,
To paint these verdant valleys so fertile,
As blanket to these babes of deep chartreuse,

And in this Celtic knot I weave great Hope,
That quiet strength shall bloom against the strain,
And grounded root shall e’er defy the slope,
Like gentle shield from tragedy and pain,

And Love: Her bloom is nectar to the bee,
Renewed each day so all who seek shall find,
A joyful soul, so playful and carefree,
From where thy ear shall ne’er hear word unkind,

But see! In final duille Clover bring,
Good Luck to those who long to hear her sing.

SCOTT ALEXANDER MCKENZIE

duille: Gaelic for “leaf”

pronounced dwill-uh