Made A Wish Poem by maria goodison

I made a little wish today,
I know I'm 30 years old
but I had to try it anyway.
I picked the dandelion
and held it in my hand
I closed my eyes and blew.

Somehow I forgot how old I was
and not all dreams come true.
But yet I wish and wish
that all the housework would be done
and all the beds made
instead of the mess that is around.
And in some way, unknown to me,
the dishes would have cleaned themselves.
I made a silly wish today
and allowed myself to drift,
to a time when making mudpies was very cool
and playing hopscotch was the thing to do.

I shut the back door and let out a sigh
as I was being silly now,
the dishes were still unloved
the beds still unmade,
the ironing crying on the side
and the cat still to be fed.