Children Wishing - Poem by James McLain
They have a house by the gulf
and to it he was satisfied.
Happy fishing to feed.
She up at some point.
Children wishing only with too please.
Don't; do this,
why do the people mirror of it
reflection lost through it
of it not seeing
have an extraordinary talent
to complicate their own lives.
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