Wishes Eyes closed Concentrate hard Hold your breath Count to three Blow hard Tickling the nose Then taken by the breeze To places unknown. Easy things to forget These wishes Thinking back to times long past Remembering these wishes The anticipation and excitement That someday, some how These wishes were coming true. Still doing the same My eyes are closed Iām concentrating hard Holding my breath Counting to three Blowing hard Tickling my nose Still taken by the wind To place unknown...... But I'm still wishing
as a child my mam used to hold a dandelion for us to blow away the stems... always said they were wishes...saw them today while i was walking the dog...good to remember x