by Madelaine Nerson Mac Namara © 2014
In memory of my beloved parents,
Pierre and Eileen Nerson,
and my brother, Paul.
I wish I had
only one smile
the same for all
a grinning soul.
I wish I dared
entrust my face
to the mirror
of razor stares.
I wish I danced
on playful snow
chanced on the tracks
of your singing.
I wish I dreamt
both night and day
heirloomed the light
of milling lives.
I wish I were
that empty boat
wise Chuang-Tzu
advised adrift.
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