The Lemonade Tree

Have you ever found a miracle
Growing in your back yard?
I did yesterday.
It seems my daughter planted it
Just by wishing hard
For a game to play.

I know this sounds ridiculous
To adults like you and me,
But for one moment when she said
“Daddy look! A Lemonade Tree!”
I thought I saw it.

I thought I could feel
The coolness of a leafy sweet shade
Hiding the sun.
I thought I could taste
The sour of lemons
And the sugar of fun.

Of course, you and I know better.
There’s no way to grow
A Lemonade Tree.
What I saw and felt and tasted
Was a child’s mind aglow,
The joy of being three.

But, still, there was a miracle
In my yard yesterday;
No Lemonade Tree
But a miracle all the same.
For, a child at play
Touched the child in me.