What is Your Wish

By Bruce Clifford

Would you want a child to be born into a world like this
A walk through the garden
A place like this
Not sure when this started
What’s your wish

There was once a time we could smile without faking
Could we be mistaken
In a world like this
Not sure when this started
What’s your wish

The air is still
We cry at will
When we take a path to the sea
Not sure what would be

Would you wish this world onto the innocent
A moment of reason
Days that were so relevant
Not sure how we parted
Unsure how this started
A walk through the garden

Would you want a child to be born during times like these
The ideas of the few
A place like this
Not sure when this started
What is your wish

©7/27/2020 Bruce Clifford