A Frequent Wish
In the southern sun, on the horizon spreads
across miles to the just sound of the wind.
Only in the thoughts, seeing a reflection from an
ocean, the waves of the water, to wish for a swim.
Silence in the sky, to search over it’s blue, see the
time of change from yesterday, as it went away.
It’s so easy to believe in yourself, so secretly
of a dream, let it come true someday.
A sweet tooth for chocolate, to ride in a chariot, not to be
defined on how many to eat, where we have went.
In the imagery of the boundary of what
seems out of the ordinary, it’s a wish so frequent.
Penned By:
Johanna Fields (c)2003
Hayti, Mo.
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