I wish my granddaughter paper dolls:
"Princess Elizabeth and Margaret Rose,"
circa 1940s. I wish her pick-up sticks
of rainbow colors, or a rubber ball,
Say, and its metallic jacks. I
wish her a Monopoly board, lots
of property---rows of dominoes
as black as the hearts
of those bad boys who ran away. "I wish,
I wish, with all my heart," says E.
with wave of good witch
Glinda's starry wand, while I ask
Bring Elizabeth back
that heartless pack who
would not let her play.