Earnest Wish Poem Novels & Stories

“ The night grows The wind blows Unseen stars from windows Tamed heights Untrained eyes see hope in city lights. But my soul longs for starlights with you by my side. When I look at the city lights from my window, I wish you were here by my side.” I lowly recite the poem while thinking of my mom and dad. They have no contacted me in a while ; this scares me a bit. In fact , every time they leave I can not help but worry about them ; thinking if this would be the trip that they would not return from. I know , I know these are really negative thoughts but after hearing their thrilling yet near death experiences scares a child. I can not stop them working , all I can do is pray and have faith t

He went over and read one. I wish that I didn’t have to move. I wish that Dad’s didn’t have to go to California. Also, I wish for a puppy that doesn't make me sneeze. The innocence of the wish hit him like a hard punch to the gut. He read the next snowflake. I wish my mom didn’t have to worry about her job. I wish that she could be happy again. Also, I wish for a unicorn. That one was marked with Molly’s name.

I make it short, and he looks at me through narrowed eyes, confused, but I decide not to explain my crazy interaction with whoever that was, but do what I brought him here to do, and take the checkbook from my bag. “Tell me your name, please,” I request as I fill in the other fields, including the amount. “Why?” He asks suspiciously, making me smile. “Because I want to make your second biggest wish come true,” I answer as I look at him expectantly, and he opens his mouth, then closes it, not sure if he should talk, or if he can. “J-James Wilson.” He stutters in a shaky voice, probably realizing what I’m doing, and after I finish, I rip the check and give it to him.

Marry me, and then I will forgive you. “So you got angry just because I didn’t answer your question? If I answer your question and say that I’m jealous then you will not be happy. Samuel Wijaya is your best friend. So I can’t be jealous of him. That’s why I didn’t answer.” Happy Reading See you, and thanks for reading Make A Wish.

I would have to take the blame anyhow. He had probably already forgotten everything else between us anyway. My colleagues were still whispering and murmuring among themselves. "This is a low-alcohol beer, though. It's less than 5% alcohol. Is it possible for her to even get that drunk?" "That's right! Say, you don't think that she's just pretending to be drunk, do you?" "Who knows? Maybe she's just trying to get us to pity her. What a scheming person she is…"

I didn't want him lingering in my life. Yet, for a man as proud as Wayne, he kept showing up day after day, even after what I had said. I laughed coldly, seeing the bouquet of red roses delivered every day. After all those years of marriage, he still didn't know me. Delicate roses that required constant care were never my style. What I loved were wild roses that bloomed with hope. As I tossed yet another bouquet into the trash for the tenth time, Wayne finally lost his composure. He reached out to stop me, displeasure tightening his expression, though he kept his voice in check.

“You’re in our world now. Wishes can come true. If I were you, I’d grab the opportunity.” “But would it still count, since it isn’t my birthday anymore?” I ask. “I say it’s worth a try,” Ariah urges. “We take wishes seriously around here. Now make one, and make it good.” “And most importantly, don’t tell anyone,” Nate adds. I sigh, leaning forward, and close my eyes. There’s a lot I can wish for. Yet the only thing I want more than anything right now is for my new friends to be the real deal. I won’t be able to handle any more heartbreak. Or more stagnant relationships that do more harm than anything.

“I think so.When I was little I saw one.And I wished for a little bird.Then the next day,my grandad got me a baby pigeon” He lets out a surprised laugh—his grin widening as he turns to face me more fully. “A pigeon? Damn. Wish I’d wished for one when I was little.“ His thumb still traces lazy circles against my skin. “You know… for someone so logical, you believe in some pretty whimsical stuff.“ “I do actually.Starlight,starbright,first star I see tonight,I wish I may,I wish I might,have this wish… I wish tonight”. “It has a rhyme too?”

*This is the situation I have found myself in in the past few days. I paused and took another deep breath before I continued. *I met this older man (chuckles). He is twice my age and we were hitting off real well until he found out my age and realised it was a lot of difference. And now, he does everything in his power to stay away from me. I want to stay away from him too, give him his wish. But you know what that saying is...? If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. I tell you, this beggar would ride without a second thought.*