One Wish

When I was a young girl,
I dreamt that every flower would bloom in my hand.

I would stare up to the glowing stars at night,
and ask if they could grant me a wish of succeeding in something I can’t win.

I used to go over to the pond,
and always think about my one goal.

Yet the thoughts you had when you were younger cloud your mind.
I stand over that small pond that seemed so huge when I was younger.

I will keep thinking about that one thought....
hoping it to will bloom into something...
more beautiful then a rose.