Wishes

Jamuecasases

I walk through waves that lap the sand beneath the sky.

I take your hand, treading past the tide-washed spars.

I make a wish that what we have will never die,

That when we fly the wind, we’ll soar to touch the stars.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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