I’ve made wishes on a star,
Thrown pennies in a fountain,
Looked deep into a wishing
well
To make my longings known,
Rubbed lamps expecting swirly
smoke
To conjure up a set of three,
Even lifted silent prayers
When I was all alone.
Children’s play, these
expectations,
Careless folly edged with
greed,
Birthday wishes blowing
candles,
Secrets no one else may know.
Pull a wishbone with your
sister
Hoping for the shorter stem,
Or was it the longer?
Can’t remember in truth.
It was so long ago.
Whatever divine sorcery
Can make a fervent wish come
true,
My wish, my one last wish
would be
Just one more day
To spend with you.
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