“ I shall ne'er chase rainbows again, Knowing no pot o' gold awaits at the end. My Irish treasure is not there. For ye, my love, abide with me here. Richelle E. Goodrich
“ Corned beef and cabbage and leprechaun men.Colorful rainbows hide gold at their end.Shamrocks and clovers with three leaves plus one.Dress up in green—add a top hat for fun.Steal a quick kiss from the… Richelle E. Goodrich
“ Be sure to wear greenon March seventeen,or else Irish leprechauns pinch your bones clean! Richelle E. Goodrich
“ Imagine if we were all magical leprechauns, and every wish ever made on a four-leaf clover obliged us to help others obtain their wishes. Now imagine if people simply lived like this were true. Richelle E. Goodrich
