Wishes, That I Poem by James McLain

Wishes, that I desired.
To many things from 'I' wished from you.
And in return for that, two grains of sand of truth.
Wishing for I'd grant to you,
both round white pearls I spoke of two.
To you.
As for me and wishing, only that.
The kitty cat, I felt that It was soft.
I saw it through the window, you wished, I said.
But - on the other hand,
as for me and what you will, be done?
As for this one small request it is your pleasure.
A promise made,
when wishes are and granted don't come cheap.