I wish for myself…
To be a strong man,
To push myself up when I am too weak to stand,
To reach for the blue in the sky,
To be like bird and fly so high,
To never take the road less traveled by,
To not be afraid to put hand out,
To cast away my many doubts,
To never fear to cry,
For there are always hands to wash and dry,
To run into the arms of love,
For it is God’s special gift from up above,
To my dear old mom and dad,
May you forever be proud of me, may you forever be glad.
To those who I make sad,
I am here to make to it better no matter the weather,
When I am mad,
May the sun come over me,
For in heart in soul,
I realize I have room,
So like an April spring rain,
Come over me wash away all my pain.
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