A Brittle Shamrock

If I had to choose
Between gold coins
Or a brittle shamrock
Flat and dried
Between the pages of a book
Stained with saltwater
Shed tears and rogue waves
Pressed by luck
And pride of Celtic name
I’d choose that shamrock
Gently picked by
Great-Grandmother’s hands
A link between us
A link between lands

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