One thing many people don’t realize is that I’m Irish.
Originally, my last name was actually O’Sobczak.
|Ends of rainbows rarely disappoint|
(so I’ve been told)
It’s for that reason I don’t turn my back on rainbows.
Irish folklore says there’s a pot of gold waiting at either end.
The last one I followed led me to here (below).
|One rainbow led me here|
It wasn’t quite what I had in mind.
But then again wouldn’t it be a leprechaun to have such a house?
While the front door initially appeared too small to enter,
I unwittingly tripped inside which, upon getting up, saw this:
|View from the inside|
(That pot of gold could be anywhere!)
I‘m not saying leprechauns don’t exists …
For all I know that house could have been made by a small mouse.
Happy St. Patricks Day!