I Wish I Was a Wishing Man
I wish I was a wishing man
above my leaky walls,
rich with coins and desires
and solutions to my woes.
I wish I had the wizards hand
speckled in dust of age,
and I wish I was full
and fulfilling,
but he has not found the right stones.
Copyright © Jennifer Ratcliffe | Year Posted 2011
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