I wish my hands could hold the sun,
To warm the hearts of everyone.
To gather light and let it pour,
A gift of love—I wish for more.
I wish my voice could calm the sea,
And soothe the storms inside of me.
To speak the words, both kind and true,
To heal the wounds, to start anew.
I wish my time could stretch and bend,
To be with those I call a friend.
To mend the bonds that time wore thin,
And keep the love that lies within.
I wish my steps could tread so far,
To touch each soul, a guiding star.
To light the paths for lost and small,
To lift them up—I’d give my all.
I wish my heart could hold the sky,
For dreams that fade and hopes that die.
To piece the fragments, make them whole,
To fill each life, each searching soul.
But here I stand, with just my will,
A tender heart, a longing still.
Though small my deeds, my love is vast,
A quiet wish to make them last.
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