by LUSMINIA SARVIDA STEWART
(WEEMS, VIRGINIA)
I WISH I WERE A CHILD BY LUSMINIA SARVIDA STEWART
As the sun rises man’s work has just begun…
Sundown tells him his job is already done.
Lovely pretty cherry blossoms…
Azaleas and roses the spring blooms of May.
Deer, beaver, rabbits, squirrels, and possums…
Playing hide and seek on a midsummer’s day.
The iced December river slows down to the sea…
But the open hearted water will never full be.
Just as the world never stops to loll…
There is He who commands the final toll.
I certainly wish I were a child…
No problems to solve no worries to hide.
Knowing only hunger, thirst, and wild…
Growing old we have the seasons to abide.
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