Oh how I wish I had a magic wand.
To lift burdens off backs,
With an easing of those trapped...
In their mental wrappings.
To have heads held high,
And covered with radiant Sun light...
To have a dismissing of all their aches.
With a replacement of joy...
Manifesting in their eyes opened wide and bright.
Oh how I wish I had a magic wand.
And days spent in happiness,
Would go on and on.
With the caroling of Christmas songs,
Heard.
As needless conflicts cease to be prioritized.
'Happy holidays.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem