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Make A Wish







I can remember

playing outdoors

and dreaming

a dream or two,



I never spoke

a wish aloud

so that same wish

would come true.



I can recall

a game of baseball

in the field

where dandelions grew.



Blowing the fluff

from the stem was enough

to garner a wish

that was new.



Sometimes when I hear

those lovely old tunes

that pushed me

to dream long ago.



I'm glad that I did,

since dreams are the fuel

that make all our goals

start to grow.



When Acker Bilk played,

I dreamed of the "shore"

and that "stranger"

who'd win my young heart.



Wishes and sighs

are dream alibis,

when goals come alive

from the dark.



I had my own share

of those wishes back then

and sometimes

I marvel at fate.



Tho' detoured by time

the dreams were still mine

and eventually

earned them, though late.



Whatever happened

to porch-dreaming kids

who sat with their minds

far away?



And whoever said

that wasting their time

was all they accomplished

that way?



I've noticed that I

have begun those deep sighs

that whisper

that I need a dream.



So I've taken to

pulling on wish bones,

blowing fluff

or candles with steam.



I've no crystal ball

at my own beck and call

and no fairy wand

waved with a swish,



So it's time I relearn

how to dream, how to yearn

with a smile and a wink,

Make A Wish!

Music: Stranger On The Shore by Acker Bilk