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The Wish
by Candace Turner

You were once an angel
dressed in white
You were
at least
until that special night
When mommy wished on the wishing star
               The one that twinkles
               all alone, out very far
My wishes were carried on whispers of wind
And you, little angel,
You listened in
Leaving your tiny wings behind
You drifted down
to humankind
Touched tiny feet upon solid ground
To find the mommy who made that whispering, wishing sound
And this is how we came to be
Wishes really do come true
               For you
               For me
 

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