If I could be magic for only a day,
I’d take all my troubles and blow them away.
I’d gather my worries, my pains, and my fears…
And wash them away with my sadness and tears.
I’d be healthy and wealthy and free from all care.
There’d be no depression or loneliness there.
But, if all this should happen, I’d need one thing more…
A problem or two to even the score,
‘Cause a life without stress would be such a bore.
by Pauline Sheehy © 2010