Wishes
If monkeys could fly with the greatest of ease
The way that they swing on the vines through the trees
And wishes were horses that romp in the breeze
Hooves pounding in sand and the surf of the seas
The tortoise could lope with the grace of a deer
Van Gogh would be painting with more than one ear
All people embrace life without threat or fear—
Look back with fond mem’ries of fine yesteryear
If magic could spring from our noses to air
Bewitch all our senses and singe all life’s care
Turn chaos to order with singular flair
In wink of an eye and one flip of the hair
And all our deep sorrows were turned upside down
In painted relief on the face of a clown
The lowest of creatures would sport a jeweled crown
Wild tigers would flee from a Mockingbird’s frown
If wishes from heart sang the soul of life’s dance
Cried tears of fine lace as they chased sweet romance
That nature could breathe free without backward glance
And people at long last would give peace a chance
The Fountain of Trevi, with beautiful view
A coin cast in water with hopes to renew
Yet, I would be happy if my dream came true
Of all my heart’s wishes— you’d say, I love you
© J C Edwards
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