Wish

Have you ever seen a shooting star and made a wish? Have you ever stared up at the stars in the vast night sky and talked to the tiny twinkling dots millions and millions of light years away? Have you ever poured your heart out to the heavens and wondered if the stars are listening to your story or if they're just turning a deaf ear to you?
This poem is about that.

WISH:

I sit here and I dream
And I wish and it seems
Like the stars might someday
Listen
I stare up at the moon
Stare deep into the gloom
Hoping the stars would
Listen
Are my goals but simple whims?
Are they but for garbage bins?
Or is it possible somehow:
Miracles!
Someday, I hope,
I pray, I wish,
I dream the stars might
Listen

Someday I hope the stars will hear me, and listen... Maybe, like it takes light a couple of years to reach us from far off bodies, it takes our voice some time to reach the stars. Who knows? For now, let's keep dreaming and taking baby steps towards our goals.
And when our story finally reaches those heavenly ears, you'll know, because that'll be the day your life will start to turn around. Be patient. When it reaches the right star, expect miracles to happen!