I wish, I wish, I wish

For Dad a pole to catch a fish,

“Clap your hands, when you feel bad,

You’ll no longer feel so sad,

Sing a song, embrace a tree,

“Pinch me! Am I dreaming now?

Autumn sneaked around somehow,

Leaving wrinkles on my face!

Wether I do right or wrong,

Pops says this will make me strong,

I will learn from my mistakes,