Time Takes All Things

If you let it.

Josh Kahen

I am the wishing well
Deep but still
A reflection of you
Hope and will

A penny wise, dime cool, quarter lost to bed of sill.
I am the wishing well
Often overlooked
In place of running water

The bank besides the brook
Foolish fable, waste of coin, even the water bucket no longer remains.
I was a wishing well
When once you believed
The world still held magic

Mystery up one’s sleeve