By Sara TeasdaleReadOasis Step 2

I wish for such a lot of thingsThat never will come true--And yet I want them all so muchI think they might, don't you?
I want a little kitty-catThat's soft and tame and sweet,And every day I watch and hopeI'll find one in the street.
But *nursie says, "Come, walk along,"Don't stand and stare like that"--I'm only looking hard and hardTo try to find my cat.
And then I want a blue balloonThat tries to fly away,I thought if I wished hard enoughThat it would come ...