Childish Wishes

I wish the earth is a garden,
Like the long talked-about Eden;
Where leaves are silver when olden,
And petals turn gold when fallen.

Wish there are fruits in every tree,
So very many as can be;
That no creature must go hungry,
And life is an eternity.

I wish too that every mountain,
With sturdy trees fully-laden;
And merry birds in their haven,
With live tunes the day awaken.

I wish that every human sees,
Wondrous, pretty tiny fairies;
Dance on tiptoe with awesome ease,
To the melody of the breeze.

And wish a child again I were,
Curled on the lap of my father;
Resting my head on his shoulder,
While he strokes my hair so tender.




by: Maria Luisa Tejero Torrento