THE THREE WISHES

Posted by Admin on 27 January 2008, 12:00 am

Whilst in a twilight reverie,
I heard a mystic voice
say, “Wishes three are given thee;
speak scribe, and make your choice.”

Despite being taken by surprise,
thoughts flashed into my head,
to make in speech materialise
the ghosts of hopes long dead.

“Endow my pen with power to write
of things I think and feel,
enhance its scorn for phrases trite,
that into verses steal.

To editors new vision bequeath,
my worth to apprehend,
may they perceive the skill beneath
the myriad lines I’ve penned.

For the public now my final boon,
illiterate and wise,
let both show predilection soon,
for rhymes I improvise.”

T. C. Hudson
9th July 1938

© T. C. Hudson.

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