I wish someone would paint the sky rainbow like the way they used to be at home.
I wish the animals and trees dotted the landscape,
In mass uncountable numbers,
In simple ways our simple minds couldn't wrap our heads around.
Like how the cars dot main street like Christmas.
When the birds setting to the sky like stars are leaving dark places.
The snow capped mountains frozen white against the darkening days.
And the reflection of my eyes,
I wish God bring back to my being,
Some sense of recognition,
In the world before He is to let me out to my pastures to die.