I love the heat upon my feet warmed through from the sun
The sun I greet every morning, a new day already won
The fact we’re here, it’s really clear, life proves our wish to be alive
Living fulfills this very wish because without wishes we wouldn’t survive
Our minds, our thoughts, our feelings do, manufacture the life we live
Whatever the emotions we hold onto, manifest around us it seems forthwith
Wish the wishes we wish to wish in the sunniest part of the day
Wish them in the happiest moments, so those are the ones that come your way
Our minds are surely wishing masters
Our feelings propel them through
Our minds are surely wishing masters
To our feelings our minds invariably follow true
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I wish I might.
What a great poem,
that you did write.
Michael D.
I can see you were in a wishful mood when you wrote this, and a bit wistful, too. It certainly was bright and sunny. Hoping that all your wishes come true.
Ron