Sealed in a jar is a wish
A wish from a well-wisher written
with magic
On a small piece of paper tucked
neatly inside
Surrounding this paper
Are symbols of strength
Of protection
A black pressed number 7 imbedded
In the side of a smoothly
polished bead
Rolls around with ease in the
glass
Accompanied by a light green
agate
A stone of many travels with my
friend
In her faraway land
Wax
Root
And other things
Now sit in this jar before me
All are sheltered by the white
petals of an orchid
It lies softly atop, softly it lies
But the true beauty in all of
this
Is someone thinking of another
A friend
Putting their feelings and heart
into
Something for someone else
Making something for another
who’s hurting
Now that’s the strongest magic of
all
A magic that lives on forever
Never to be taken away from the
depths of my mind
So, when times are good
Or times are bad
I will gaze with glee filling my
eyes
While worry wanders away from me
At a jar filled with wishes
washed with magic
With kindness
With caring
With thoughts of hope from
another
This poem is from my book Petals Falling
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