Wishing Well

Walking home the other day

I wandered through the park

I came upon a wishing well

That was tattered and falling apart,

It must have been years

since a wish was made here

And for a brief moment

I was overcome with fear,

Such a strange sensation

Came over me that day

And without another thought

I turned and walked away,

It wasn't until the next day

I went back to make a wish

And to my surprise

There stood a pond with little fish,

I wonder did I miss the chance

To help fulfil my dreams

Or is this just another case

Of nothing is as it seems

By Julia
31-12-2005
~THE SIG BOX~

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