I wanted to have a small puppy,
a white one that had a yellow spot,
to run after him through the park
and all around our backyard lot.
I wanted to love and to pet him,
to make him my very bestest friend,
to take him to a vet when he’s sick,
to smile and play with him to the end.
My wish was rudely put away
when they told me two words: “No way!”

I wanted to have a grayish cat,
a little one that had just been born,
so I could whisper to her all night
my secrets—small and those that were sworn.
I wanted to watch her when she eats,
to stop her when she was to run away,
to listen and enjoy when she purrs,
to love her in every possible way.
I thought that this was something for me;
but, they just told me: “That cannot be!”

I wanted to have even a parrot.
My every single day would just shine
if he would sing to me and make noise…
I wanted anything that would be mine.
They didn’t understand me at all…
Although the day was hot and sunny,
I felt those goosebumps all over me
when they looked at each other funny
and when they told me through a whisper:
“Let go of it all, you’ll get a sister!”

Dragana Konstantinovic
Translated by the author

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