If wishes were horses

 

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In what world would I be a child again?
In one where children faced neither bombs nor guns,
But walked safely on streets, sea shores, and lawns.
One where tree roots, buds, and flowers grew strong
and lasted when rain and lightning came along.
One that drew smoke from only harmless fires,
One with dark tones among lighter colors.
Where would I bring a child to earth again?
Where children’s play was one way to learn.
Where no one was judged by how much they earned.
Where healthy meals filled pots, pans, and dishes.
Where people fulfilled each other’s wishes.

For Sumana's prompt "Child / Children" at What's Going On? 

 

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