My wish was fulfilled
It rained, and the pond is full.
Alas, it may flood.
I wish I could fly,
Paper planes like a child, but,
I booked a Boeing.
Pretty sunrises,
Dissolve in the horizon,
Dying every day.
Will we meet again?
We have chosen different paths,
I hope they converge.
How much far are you?
Feet? Miles? Light years? You're right here.
With me, in my thoughts.