Roots and Wings If I had two wishes, I know what they would be I'd wish for roots to cling to , and wings to set me free; Roots of inner values, like rings within a tree , and Wings of independence to seek my destiny. Roots to hold forever to keep me safe and strong, To let me know you love me, when I've done something wrong ; To show me by example, and help me learn to choose, To take those actions everyday to win instead of lose. Just be there when I need you, to tell me it's all right , To test my fear of falling when I test my wings in flight ; Don't make my life too easy , it's better if I try , And fail and get back up myself, so I can learn to fly. If I had two wishes , and two were all I had , And they could just be granted , by my Mom and Dad ; I wouldn't ask for money or any store bought things . The greatest gifts I'd ask for are simply roots and Wings . By Denis Waitley