I wish I was a poet
I wish my words could flow
Like cherry Kool-Aid
On the kitchen floor
I wish I could create complex images
Like a child
Coloring on her bedroom door
I wish I knew a troubled life
The turmoil of gum
Tangled in my hair
I wish I could crawl inside
A Popsicle
It is eternal summer there
I wish puddles were poetry
Jump in
And splash around
I wish I could rhyme
With the sound of chalk
Scraping across the ground
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