I’m Looking Over a Three-Leaf Clover

I’m looking over
a three-leaf clover
that Saint Patrick saw before.
One leaf’s the Father.
The second’s the Son.
Third is the Spirit.
There’s three yet there’s one.
It takes explaining
’cause faith is waning.
There’s absence of mystery.
In Dublin or Dover
St. Paddy’s clover
can teach us the Trinity.

St. Pat the preacher
was one grand teacher
to illustrate truth through weeds.
Old Mother Nature
revealed Father God.
Clovers decoded
what many found odd.
In Shamrock City
I pray this ditty
will reclaim an old saint’s fame.
He was a master.
A much-loved pastor.
Let’s honor St. Patrick’s name.

by Greg Asimakoupoulos
March 16, 2007

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