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I WISH I WERE

(sung to the tune of "Ï wish I were a glass of sherry wine")

Margaret Clough


i wish i were young and sweet again

I wish I were young nd sweet again

When I was young I never knew

I'd get so old and so grumpy too

I wish I were young and sweet again.

I wish I were raven-haired again(x2)

When I was young I didn't know

My hair would become like dirty snow

I wish I were raven-haired again

I wish I were soft and smooth again(x2)

When I was young I had no inkling

My skin would be so prone to wrinkling

I wish i were soft and smooth again


Featured at The Red Wheelbarrow in-person launch of The Only Magic We Know: Selected Modjaji Poems 2004-2020 on 1 March 2022


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