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My first thing to do when this Lockdown is over

Is build me a rocket and fly to the moon

Befriend a wise alien who grants me three wishes

Then leap between stars floating from a balloon

Back down towards Earth, I’ll rejoice at her wonder

And softly I’ll land in green fields full of sheep

My wishes I’ll pull from my space-dusty pocket

For now, under oak tree, I’ll bury them deep

For now is not time to waste all my three wishes

For children run free with kites soaring above

For humans remember there’s joy in a second

For now, we've a world reinjected with love

But one day when marvelling in moments forgotten

I’ll dig up my wishes and scrunch my eyes tight

A moment of silence is chased off by laughter

As kites, love and seconds burst back into sight

By Mark Bird


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