a wishing jar

wishes to you I give

those of joy, and the gift of moving on

forgetting the bad

and embracing the good

in your extraordinary life

your voice carries a gentle tune

that I follow,

like the horizon follows the sun

your heart grabs tears like a magnet

but in its kindness

it is limitless

and now you are a shiny, new coin

made of fifteen dreams

and many more to come

and even though

you are surrounded in silver nights

and darker skies

I still know that your soul

is made of liquid gold

that sends so much light

you, the little galaxy

a whisper of falling stars

a spectrum of colors

that grabs me every time

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