Tuesday, June 21, 2005

A somewhat modest wish

Another summer poem while I'm still catching up. More new postings to come soon, I hope.

I wish it were true:

That seeds always bloomed

That creeks never ran dry

That mosquitoes sucked nectar

That children never cried

But what would we do, then,

with all of those flowers and

With all of that water?

And if not for tears,

Could we know laughter?


I wish that mosquitoes sucked nectar.


Deb said...

Amen! And I wish that deer ticks didn't carry any infectious diseases (husband just getting over Ehrlichiosis, I had Lyme disease last year. Nuff said. )

Kevin said...

Dan, I really like this poem. You've been posting some very great poetry and thoughts lately. Seems like vacation was good for you!

Dan Trabue said...

Thanks, Kevin.

And Deb, here's to a more edenic world - just without them pesky skeeters or ticks. Surely a creation from someplace lower than God?