Grant

“Grant me a wish”, she said
She said this to the moon every night,
Every night looking up
Up where she belonged
Belonged to that world of hers
Hers which was not
Not hers to reach
Reach, reach, reach she couldn’t
Couldn’t reach home
Reach home she wanted to
To go beyond, but all she said
She said, “grant me”,
“Grant me a wish”,
“A wish”, said the little bird,
Little bird who could
Could not fly.