by Anita Whetzel

Created on: July 01, 2007

Micheal's Wish

I made a wish upon a star
that I could have a friend,
someone for me to play with
so I didn't have to pretend.
I wrote it down on paper,
and buried it behind a tree,
a little puppy dug it up,
and brought it back to me.
A beautiful, small, white puppy
with big brown eyes that shined,
just like the stars I'd wished upon
at least a thousand times.
He had no tag or collar,
just a tired look on his face,
with a little food and water,
he'd be in really good shape.
I knew right then and there,
for now and ever more,
that this must be my wish come true,
the friend that I had ask for.

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