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I Wish

I wish I were a child again - I would tell my mother how important things are, Things like hot chocolate on a cold night, mud pies in the sun, learning how to skate, I wish I could wish - as a child should, and blow out a candle on a cake, have a cookie jar in the kitchen filled with good things" bright curtains letting the sun in, a white fence, a gate. I wish I were little again - and I would tell my father to smoke a pipe, sit in a big chair and hold me on his lap, tell me a story, and throw me up in the air, play games with me. I would go back - if only I could, and wish I had a father and mother to care about the important things - the glory of childhood is Being a Child. Patricia Langston-Moran

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