For the Thursday Treat prompt at imaginary garden with real toads:
Saint Patrick’s sister voices her opinion
What can one say about a brother?
they are not saints.
Patrick was no different,
although time and its passing
have made him so.
The truth of it?
There were no snakes
on the island.
How would they have come?
Patrick would not
have driven them out,
he would have sat down
to tea and crumpets, a peat fire,
perhaps a wee whiskey
and blarneyed the snakes
into swimming to France.
Yes, so he would!
A poet, a charmer,
but no saint.
He was Irish, after all.
And that’s the truth of it.
Carol A. Stephen
Are we saying the good patron saint of the Emerald Isle was not immune to thickly laying on a bit of the blarney, then? This is utterly charming and clever work.
Well… his sister was just sayin’
I love this perspective, Carol. Difficult to be sibling to a saint, and an Irish one even more so. Thank you for participating on Real Toads.
Thanks, Kerry. This was fun to write. C
Now this is a Saint I can warm up to! Hee hee.
LOL well sisters have different perspectives, don’t they?