A penny for the well-made-for-wishing

I came across a penny

And I knew it crossed your palm.

How long before?

I cannot be sure

All I know is it will lead me to you.

I followed the clouds to the well-made-for-wishing

I heard many stories along the way,

Little tips on know-how

And to cherish life’s chimes

I told my own story so far,

All the while holding the penny-

The focus at hand

The well-made-for-wishing appeared suddenly

Just as quickly I made a wish let it part from my palm

As it journeyed into the well I closed my eyes and thought of you.

It was here my fairy tale turned its page.

As moments later you appeared,

Frantically searching for your penny,

(The one that fell from your pocket)

(The one you saved for a single wish

Of love pure and true)

I came across a penny

And I knew it crossed your palm.

How long before?

I cannot be sure

All I know has lead me to you

We bid farewell to the well-made-for-wishing

And follow the clouds palm to palm.

Turning the pages of our fairy tale

©️ Lisa Moralee McLardy