Wishing Well Poem by Billy Loving

Wishing Well



A dull plunk
The penny has sunk
Another slips through my hand
As at the wishing well I stand

A wish for me
As simple as can be
Contemplating my decision
Like a surgeon about to make his first incision

Trying to decide
The struggle inside
My wish is done
Time for some fun
My wish I'll never tell
As I start back down the woodland trail

Sunday, October 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: wishing
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