Wish List
She wants a swing set
and a small playground from Santa.
What could be better
for a spirit that flies on fantasy
and a body that sings with motion?
She adds to her list:
mushrooms, pieces of bark,
three bugs in a cage,
and a skeleton
from any small animal.
My gift to her,
a rock collection and magnifying lens
I hope will make up for
the bark, bugs and skeleton
that are not under the tree.
The gift I receive
wasn’t on my wish list either.
I didn’t know I needed
her wiggly body next to mine
sweetly singing Silent Night.
— A poem submitted by reader Dianne DeSloover
• The Capital City Weekly accepts submissions of poetry, fiction and nonfiction for Writers’ Weir. To submit a piece for consideration, email us at editor@capweek.com.
