Wishes are a funny thing,
they are a thread of hope that pulls until it hits the next stitch,
the next wish,
I can't say I'm not one the fools who try,
I wish on everything I can find.
Eye lashes, I want them to be yours-
Shooting stars, I want you to watch them with me-
Four leaf clovers, If I found one I'd give it to you-
11:11, I wait in bed until the clock strikes-
but I want you next to me-
Dandelions, I know if I gave that to you, you would just blow it back in my face-
but I'd laugh-
And fall a little more-
Birthday candles, Every year it's you that I wish for-
Coins in the fountain, I save my spare change for those wishes-
Wishbones, Every thanksgiving I ask my sister to break it with me-
Just so I can maybe have an extra wish-
Maybe my wishes are false hope,
or maybe I just haven't wished hard enough.
But in a way-
That's just wishful thinking I suppose.
Do you ever wish?
for me...?
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