Wishes

If wishes were worms Would they be as fertile as dirt Deep dark valuable soil The worms squeal with delight Burrow deep within mother Earth turning the dirt Long worms , earth worms Itty bitty baby worms Little wishes, birthday wishes Anniversary wishes , death of A soul wishes buried deep In mother earth’s memory Worms have no eyes, Ears , feet of legs or arms Yet where the dead lay Forever worms live And refresh mother earth’s Pedestal of fertility