When
we were you your age, we lived on opposite sides of this Earth,
and even had we met, we could not have spoken, for we were from
different countries, and our languages were made of different
sounds and noises
We
lived so far apart, that when the sun was shining at one of our
homes, inviting games and fun, the other was readying for bed, for
it had grown dark and the moon called for sleep
We
finally met when we were grown, and we talked of when we were
young, and how much was different in our two countries, but we
also learned a strange thing: that before bed each of us would
wish aloud, one thing, he hoped for the world
There
is magic in a child’s wish, because they always turn into the
task, for the adult you will become
They
never go away and over time you become the wish and the wish
becomes you
We
are told such wishes are to be made today, for the world you want
As
we read your wishes, they will become our task,but never forget, they will always be your task also,
And
will remain so as you age, and become leaders, and the world is
yours, as it already is, today!
