wishes
There is a wish,
At least,
At last.
When none are left.
And none,
Were ever right.
Though thought,
And worry
Hurried them;
When
There was,
Everything against.
Now we wish for more
And more
Of less and
Less.
Copyright © Jerry Whalley | Year Posted 2025
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