Even as children
We were taught to value the little things in life
We would make wishes on stars
And try to find the constellationsWe would gaze into the night
With wonder and awe in our eyes
All to find that one star
That we would entrust our wish withWe would either speak with wide eyes
Or eyes firmly shut
And then utter our heart's desireBack then
Our wishes would include material things
Like a new stuffed animal
Or maybe something you saw on TVBut
If you were to look out
On a clear, starry night
What would you do now?Would you carry on with childish antics?
Finding one star to trust with today's wish?
Or would you simply close the window
And return to sleep?Would your wish be for something tangible?
Someone?
Something eternal?Many of you would wish for love
Or help
Or peaceMy wish is similar to all of those
But very different at the same time.
I wish for one thingThat I will never have to be alone
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