Standing at a fountain
A coin tucked in my hand
Pondering my thoughts
Thinking of my dreams
Breathing in the moment to where I stand
I close my eyes
Say a wish in my head
Grasp the coin a little tighter
As my wish could be said
Instead of tossing the coin
Into the waters below
I tuck it in my pocket
Carrying my wish with me
Everyday
In hopes that it would never get lost
Among the other wishes that end up at the bottom of the fountain...
Fading away...