I Wish

I wish that every child could know
the rural charm...
which casts its spell on all who spend
a summer on the farm.

I wish that every city kid could see
the lovely dawn...
with pasture grass asparkle 'till the
morning dew is gone.

And then behold the brilliant blooms
of flowers growing wild...
A gift the Lord had sent to show His
love for every child.

I wish that kids from city streets
could play in stacks of hay...
and feed the cows and chickens and
could find their way...
to brooks and streams that trickle through
the splendor of the woods.
And know that Mother Nature owns
far more than worldly goods.

I wish the kids who play in the streets
could see the wondrous sight...
of summer as she slowly fades from gold
to gray of night...
and hear the soothing melody that
sighs through friendly trees...
to bring to man and bird and beast
a blessing on the breeze.

For youngsters would be better off if
they could know the charm...
which casts its spell on all who
spend a summer on the farm.

Author Unknown