I took a walk just yesterday
And watched the wind and leaves at play
I thought how simple it must be
To be the wind and know you’re free.
I thought about the drifting leaves
Somersaulting through the trees
And oh what visions you will find
As with the breeze you twist and wind.
Your voyage ends upon the ground
Is this Paradise you have found ?
I’d often thought when I was young
Of all the songs that children sung
As in the morn they’d skip to school
And chant about the golden rule.
These songs were full of magic things
And bursting with imaginings,
Like fairy wings, angelic bells
And pirates gold that time foretells !
A scary bit ’bout Halloween
And “little” folk we have not seen
Or frogs that speak and brooms that fly
A dish and spoon that dance on high !
Oh, how much fun childhood has seen
One might pretend to be a queen
And I could wish for one more chance
To meet my prince and find romance !
Claire V. Bogdanos 