Late into the night,
when things don’t seem bright,
I wish upon a shooting star,
though, I am quite far-
from being a naïve child,
who believes in silly tales.
I allow myself to dream,
and let my hopes stream-
in, as I manifest my future.
Silly Wishes
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I Miss my Subaru
Young and dumb,
That’s what they say.
Instead my naivety was in the way.
Engine revving like a hum;
My reminder I could go anywhere.
All I had to do was drive without a care.
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To Be A Pisces
Reflected back at me,
I see myself through the sea.
My traits written in the stars,
I think back to the planet far from mars.
Where dreams weave themselves into reality.
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Writer1326, a sweet poem to welcome the new site!
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