A poem about if.

I wish for the fields of Japanese crabgrass on a wind struck day

for the purity of a child’s belly laugh

the first recognizable smile from a baby

I wish for it all

I wish for the taste of sweet success after a life given to failure

for the taste of a meal made with love after years of fasting

the willpower I have forsaken and the results it carries with it

I wish for better health

I wish for close friends

Closer family

And spiritual wealth

for life free from addiction

I wish for better reason

I wish to fight for the reason

I wish for a reason
to let loose of insanity

Or at least a small recess from it

I wish for it all

I wish my children were with me

I wish I were a better Father

I wish I had a father when having one mattered most

I wish I were a better son to a mother who had no support

But wished the best for me

I wish I knew how to love myself more so that I could love others unconditionally

With greater fervor

To take our relationships further

I wish for it all

I wished I was a willow in 11th grade and sang it to my friends

I wished I remembered that more

I wished I was a singer so that I could share how I felt and feel

I wish I didn’t feel so much

I wish I felt more

I wish I hadn’t hurt those I called my own

wish I made better choices

I wish they knew how I felt

I wish I knew how they felt and when they felt that way

I wish those feelings weren’t gone

I wish for it all

I wish the whole world were good

Starting with me

I wish I knew how to make that a reality

I wish I made use of what I do know to the fullest of my ability

I wish I had a chance to say Goodbye to my Grandmother, Maxine, and Niece too

I wish I knew my Father’s mother better

I wish she didn’t carry so much guilt for my Father’s faults and absence

I wish she knew I wish her well

wish I could holster greater tolerance

I wish for better overall personal governance

I wish for it all

I wish I didn’t hurt inside so much of the time

I wish depression didn’t exist

I wish everyone would genuinely smile 200 times or more a day

And find a reason to love someone

I wish that wishes were easy made dreams

I wish for it all

©2008 J. K. Bradford

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