Before Ralphie started school,
we didn’t know to create traps
of green and gold,
hot glue and coins.
We didn’t know there was a
little mischievous leprechaun
that would find his way into our home
to spread gold confetti everywhere
or that he would pee in our toilet
and not flush.
But now that Ralphie has started school,
I now understand that this is what happens
on St. Patrick’s Day.
Ralphie is at school and
I have a broom in my hand
cleaning up after traditions
I didn’t know existed.
Traditions that are totally worth it
based on his “mind-blown” shrill.