Book of Poems

6/20

She caught a firefly today

and told me to make a wish.

I don't know if it was the twinkle in her eye

or hearing your laugh over in my head,

but my first thought was you.

I hate that I've not been able to shake you,

and I don't know if I should be sorry to you or to myself,

but my wish for two whole years has been you

and I told myself I'd stop wishing for you

but my wish tonight would beg to differ.