make a wish.

do your remember the last time you made a wish?

i can remember blowing out the candles with my eyes shut.

"keep it a secret or it won't come true."

i can't remember a single wish from birthdays.

i can remember starry nights, gazing up, waiting for a shooting star.

in seconds a star strips across the night sky and seemingly vanishes.

"wow, did you see that? make a wish!"

i always wondered what the other person wished for and forgot to make one.

i can remember dandelion weeds flourishing in the sidewalk cracks of my front yard.

delicate, opalescent, strands attached to seeds waved as if to invite me.

picking the stem carefully to not break the pom of strands.

lifting the dandelion to my lips, i would blow.

watching the seeds in flight, i would make a wide-eyed wish.

i remember wishing to feel the way i felt when i blew the seeds away.

i can't remember a lot of my wishes, but i remember.

i remember what it felt like to effortlessly send the dandelion seeds soaring.

i felt at peace. i felt capable of much. i felt present. i felt magical. i felt alive.

i still make wishes. i still forget most of them.

i still feel the way i felt when i blew the seeds away.

my dandelion wish came true.

make a wish.