Shooting stars and candles,
eyelashes and full moons;
it's not a bowl of lucky charms,
but wishes for us loons.
So break a wishbone if you must;
throw a penny in a well,
but know my dear that in the end,
a wish is but a shell.
You can blow the dandelion seeds,
and watch them float away,
but don't waste your time on wishes child;
go out and seize the day.
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 7:11 PM UTC
Shooting stars and candles,
eyelashes and full moons;
it's not a bowl of lucky charms,
but wishes for us loons.
So break a wishbone if you must;
throw a penny in a well,
but know my dear that in the end,
a wish is but a shell.
You can blow the dandelion seeds,
and watch them float away,
but don't waste your time on wishes child;
go out and seize the day.
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