Once upon a younger year, I wanted a video game dear.
My love for video games, my father can’t bear.
Borrowed money from mom, and played when it was clear,
Dad caught me dear, slapped and out came a tear.
Friends and neighbors near, they all now bought the gear,
Father ranted at me, whenever asked for a year.
Hey God! Please get me a computer game, do you hear?
One day on my birthday, Dad said ‘Here is your computer game dear.’

I learned the power of ‘wish’.
Thank you.

PS Part 2 will share another incident, part 3 shares my fear of wishes.