Oh I wish !

Oh for the carefree days,
the gentle breeze upon the meadow.
The smiling, shimmering sun.
and the sweet laughter of the children.

Oh I wish for Redwall,
Redwall Abby.
Oh I wish to be there,
and to be a mouse.
A beautiful mouse !
A warrior archer mouse !

Then I would be happy,
How I long for Redwall,
Redwall Abby.
Oh I wish to be with them !

I wish for the lovely food,
Meadow cream, quince tarts,
and Blackcurrnt wine !
The food and drink I'd love to have,
different things and large appertite.

Oh I wish for Redwall,
Redwall Abby.
Oh I wish for the vittles,
and for the happiness.
The bravery of the many,
and to see the young ones play !

I wish to see Martin the warrior,
standing brave on the tapestry !
Oh I wish for Redwall,
Redwall Abby.
Oh I wish for the fun !
To be part of the fighting,
To cut the enermy down.
Oh I wish to plan and fight,
Until my dying days.

Oh I wish for Redwall,
Redwall Abby.
Oh I wish to fight for Good,
and to search for Martin's sword.
To become Redwall's warrior,
Or the Abbess of Redwall Abby,
and to be called Reverand Astra.

Oh I wish for Redwall,
Redwall Abby.
Oh I wish to be a member of Redwall.
But alas I cannot become a story,
I try not to show my disappointment.
Yet I can deam for Redwall,
Redwall Abby.

Oh I wish for Redwall,
Redwall Abby.
Oh I love to be there !

Cally White [age 12]