I wish upon a marigold
for adventures to unfold
and strength enough to make me bold
as I go traipsing round the world
and obstacles my way are hurled
by wind that past my head has swirled
as if it must fight against the dawn
and create a night through a yawn
until I fight the darkness gone
I wish upon a blade of grass
for a dream that’s made of glass
and tells the darkness it will pass
and I awake with stary eyes
as I have shed my self of sighs
beneath the deep expansive skies
and I will stretch my arms and laugh
at clouds above shaped like giraffe
until I spy and wander down a path
I wish upon an apple tree
with star-shaped golden seeds
and bright green leaves
for weather that is light and fair
and a lover that will meet me there
beneath the dappled light we’ll make a pair
and we’ll hold hands the whole day long
and feel as if nothing can go wrong
until the birds do end their song
(c) Lauren Otheim – 2010