Wishes and Dreams

I wish I could walk without feeling pain I wish I could live my life again. I dream of a time when I could run like a deer I could jump like a gazelle with nothing to fear. I could climb like cat and swim like fish I can not do these things and yet I can wish. I can dream of a day many years gone by I could dream and pray for that bus to pass by. I could dream my mum missed it and didn’t get on I could dream she forgot my vaccination had not been done. I can sit here and daydream day after day and wish that jab had gone right I can dream I am fit, but I’m not, it went wrong, and now I have learned how to fight. I can if not careful, wish and dream my whole life away But there is no point in that, that’s what I say. But the vaccine went wrong, and no wishes or dreams can it change I just have to get on with my life, there is no sale or return or exchange. Wishes are for kids and dreams are for bed I wish I was a kid and could lay down my head. I am tired and fed up and the wind is so cold I wish I did not suddenly feel old. I am reading this back and thinking boy, this isn’t me I am going to get up and with a certainty I am going to fix that toilet for once and for all Even if I have to rip it off, that bloody bathroom wall. Self Pity is over and I feel a bit of a nit And my last dream is I am back in bed with Brad Pitt.