If I was an acorn,
Fallen from a tree,
I wish that I’d live long enough,
To be what I should be.
And if I was a turnip,
Growing in the ground,
I’d wish that I,
Could see the sky,
And get where I am bound.
And if I was in heaven,
On this old world looking round,
I’d wish for everyone,
To lay their burdens down. – Sinz
