March 17th, 2007 06:42 EST
Lucky SOP Buddies Poem
Two little bears were talking Out near Lincoln Park today.
I eased up very softly
And heard the wee one say,
Now, Teddy, please don`t be that way.
I know your luck`s been thin.
But the Shamrock and the berries
Will soon be growing here again. "
She soothed his head. He turned and smiled.
He told her not to fret,
All we luck Irish know d`score
A`fore we bet. "
Ye can`t be sure o` much, " he said,
Nor trust ere life will be balanced.
Ye can`t much plan on d`will of God
Cause, at times, it`s not even-handed. "
What we lucky Irish bear "ave found
Is there`s calm a`fore a storm.
That things look better in d`mornin`.
We`ll be safe and dry and warm. "
I heard him say, as they walked away,
And you instantly came to my mind,
Having friends in life means believin`
That we`re lucky in double-time. "