I remember when
We used to secretly
Blow our wishes
On dandelions
Dispersing seeds in the process
Releasing them
Like our whispers to the wind
You would ever so gently
Pick up the fallen eye-lash
From my cheek
And make me wish on that too
Before placing it in my hair
And everytime I sneezed
When the hay fever got to me
You would say
It's because someone
Is missing you
And I'd passed through their thoughts
On some occasions we'd stay
Up till late
And at exactly eleven minutes
Past eleven 'o clock'
Nearly 11 seconds too
We'd make more wishes
That all our wishes come true