Wishes

I think that a young girl should wear 

A crisp, bright ribbon in her hair;

That every summer day should grace

Its loveliness with Queen Anne's lace;

That flowering apple trees should hold

A robin's voice of liquid gold;

That on a long stone fence should run

One fat, gray squirrel, just for fun;

That night, when darkness daylight bars,

Should wear a diadem of stars.

~ Jessie Cannon Eldridge