I would imagine a wishing well
One I would drop all my wishes into
Wishes I would never tell
A fountain of youth
Where dreams dripped
And hopes splashed
Magic flowed
Possibilities within my grasp
The words sprinkled from my tongue
Like glitter being thrown
Telling secrets I held so tightly
Kept so closely to the bone
That I packed away in mud pies
Concoctions willed into wild flower stews
Potions coveted and produced
Becoming a cauldron of wishes I brewed
Beneath moon beams and a lavender velvet sky
Crickets who spoke and grasshoppers passing by
Ferns and wild huckleberry braided in my hair
Dancing in wheat fields, the sunset in my glare
Where I transformed from a peasant girl
Into a princess
Protected from evil queens with butterfly kisses
Basking beneath a giant willow tree
That glistened like pixie dust as it swayed
Tucking me into this mystical place
Next to fragrant moon flowers,
Magenta morning glories
Out of the blue, I would realize these wishes were just stories
That I told myself so reality wasn't all that it seemed
Yet I chose to exist here, in what I dreamed
Where my worries softened like melting butter
Igniting my wishes back into a flutter
Realizing these fantasies were not done by mistake
They were what saved me
What I wanted as fate
A place I could return past those golden gates
All I had to do was imagine
Under the hue of the setting sun
Close my eyes, and witness what has already begun
My own fairy tale that I could make
Back into a world that only I could create.
Magical!