One Day's Magic
Magic for a day
A gift or a curse
Would it help anything
Or just make it worse
With so many options
Of what you could do
As I started to think
I wrote down a few
World peace,my first thought
A day without a fight
The problem is people
Never seem to get it right
The hunger problem won't change
By magic or tricks
Food for only one day
More tease,than a fix
Governments and religions
Just to big a mess
They are what they are
No more or no less
So smaller in scale
I started to think
What could I do
That wouldn't stink
Write a great novel
That may never be read
But will be appreciated and loved
Long after I'm dead
Dance like Baryshnikov or Kelly
Now that would be sweet
But all the world's magic
Couldn't fix my two left feet
Maybe travel somewhere far
No reservations required
But I'd have so little time
And be left only tired
To sleep,oh yes sleep
Like a newborn baby
That's what I'd choose
No worries in the world
Just lay there and snooze
Curled up tight
In a nice little ball
No thoughts in my head
Really nothing at all
Be covered and warm
As a fresh piece of toast
Twenty four hours of this
I'd like that the most
One Day's Magic Contest/Freddie Vee
by Greg Hoffman
6/28/2014
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