#148. Wish List

January 20, 2010

To hold my sleeping grandchild
like an armful of blossoms.

For my right hand to understand
how to play guitar.

To know what my dozing dog
is dreaming.

For my friends to spend the Endless
together laughing and telling stories.

To chase my dreams without care
for thier completion.

For my poems to ride the waves of madness
like golden surfers.

3 Responses to “#148. Wish List”

  1. unresigned said

    this is a great poem! I am also working on a Poem a Day project! Good to read the work of a contemporary 🙂

  2. zevstar said

    wistful wisp of a poem

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