Wish

I made a wish.

Coin in hand, I went to the water’s edge.

I breathed in.

I whispered.

Can you guess?

I can’t tell you.

I positioned the coin in the crook of my finger.

I readied my thumb.

I breathed in.

I whispered again.

Do you know now?

What could make me do this?

A man who had lost all faith

For a moment

Believes.

Hopes, anyway.

I let it fly,

Eyes closed.

I whispered a third time.

Has to be in threes.

Do you know?

I can’t tell you.

It won’t come true.

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