Hopes And Wishes Poem by Zechariah Macon

A shooting star streaks
across the sky
and I
wished upon the world
below

Let no one say that i
am not one of sympathy
for in me
(to carry the weight
of the world)
there is hope

And a shooting star
went flying high
(it passed me by a little bit)

And to thank the heavens i wasn't
hit

i
(made a wish just for you)
that while as long as you may live
shooting stars prevail
your life
(so you always
have what you want)

So be careful what you wish.