Monday, July 11, 2022

Wish Trip

With garden hose and but a dream
I'm building my own backyard stream
A brook that looks so beckoning 
It takes me to a fairy ring
Where brownies bathe and pixies blink
And salamanders smile and wink
Send tongues into the sun to drink
I watch and wonder why I think
I'm minus any missing link
A diet of fire and fantasies
With wind it's nearly all we need 
When I wade in at wet my feet
I add the earth and it's complete 
No wish or trip is out of reach