A Precious Wish
I was looking at the sky last nightand I saw a shooting star.
I wondered if you saw it too
from wherever it is you are.
I made a wish as it passed me by
because they say that's what you do;
I wished that you were here with me
so I wasn't missing you.
I watch the sky almost every night
because it's the one thing that we share.
It gives me peace of mind because
you're beneath it too somewhere.
I hope God has it in his plans
to send you back my way
and give us back our childhood dreams
we shared once, yesterday.
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