Sidney Beck Poet Free verse

One Very Secret Wish

ONE    VERY    SECRET    WISH

I’m not a cynic but I reckon I’m as close 
As you get without actually bearing the title.
I have never believed in wishes being granted. 
In fact the only miracles I believe in
Are the miracles I can personally make 
Come true with my own two hands. 
But when my children are involved
 I become a lot softer, and less quasi-cynical.
My secret wish, which I will never admit to
Outside this poem, in the normal cut-and-thrust world,
Is to be again the father of my three-year-old children, 
And play again with them  and protect them 
And listen to their secrets and fall asleep 
Telling them the story of the Three Pigs. 
It was  undoubtedly  a happy childhood for them
And without any hesitation at all I am delighted 
To tell you it was the happiest time of my life. 
But after this poem has been  read, 
If you should meet me  in the street
Don’t ask me about wishes, because officially
I am a quasi-cynic and do not believe  in them.

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Written by Sydney Peck 
 
for 	Kristen Bruni's  Contest 	"If I had one wish"

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