I Wish to fly among the stars,
a soaring comet in the dark night sky.
I Wish to laugh with the nymphs,
a forever life in a green forest deep.
I Wish to sing with the mockingbirds blue,
a concert for love, not for glory.
I Wish to pet a unicorn’s mane,
run my fingertips along its shimmering horn.
I Wish to run wild with the wind,
a feisty child of the untameable.
I Wish to dance with the sparkling fire,
sparks jumping from side to side.
I Wish to crawl with the littlest of ants,
a hug enveloped in a big family.
I Wish to live on the silvery crescent moon,
leaning back and enjoying the silence.
I Wish to sleep on the clouds,
the soft airiness supporting my weary soul.
Wishes, flighty with dreams of feathery wings,
disappear into the night sky,
a North Star for only my eyes.