We tossed summer days like pennies from our pockets,
Not realizing that we were broke when they were gone,
And that without a coin or two, there was no time left to buy.
What did we do, all that time, anyway?
A day on the docks, wave-watching, wind-whispering,
Pantomiming things unspoken, smiling,
A night of Orion’s image, Mona’s wide white face,
Needing no shooting star, needing no wish.
Now I wish. Do you?

I wish for a single shining day to press safely in my hand,
To toss into a puddle and bring back a summer ray,
If only, oh if only for a single priceless day.
Where are you now, when the rain is here?
A day of early rising, hour-counting, time-ticking,
My mouth shut and words unspoken, crying,
A starless night, a dark new moon,
Needing a shooting star, needing a wish.
Now I wish. Do you?

I wish….

I wish for you.