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A Wish
(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

A Wish

Poem By David Harris

Sometimes I wish
I were a million miles away
from where I am sitting now.
A place of peace and harmony,
somewhere where the sun always shines
and a cooling breeze blows
just to ruffle the hair.
Where work
is just a dream from the past.
A place where you can do things
you really want to do,
instead of being under the thumb
of the root of all evil, money that is.
Sadly, that is a wish,
which will never come true.

4 August 2008

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Comments (3)

... and I wish that those wishes are fleeting... though boy, do I know them. t x
It's free to dream, where the sun always shines and the grass forever green, no they can never tax us for our dreams... Andy 10
One never knows David, where there is life there is hope - there can be a few surprises in store alopng the way. Keep looking. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX