If Wishes Were Horses...! Poem by Vinita Nahata

There are azure skies and are stars,

There are times of peace and that of wars;

One may be rich or One may be poor,

One may be passive or one may be a doer;

What kind of group have you kept?

Have you, in distress, laughed or wept?

These are the things in life that matter,

Nothing is given on a silver platter;

You have to carry on come what may,

Sometimes forlorn and sometimes gay;

The mind is fixed on comfort and delight;

Wonder! If wishes were horses, the beggars would ride! ! !