The Cost of a Wish: Napowrimo Day 7 2015

Day 7 prompt is to write a piece about money.

The Cost of a Wish 

He held it tight in his hand

His palm sweating against its metallic surface

His heart hammering in anticipation

Soon he would reach his destination

A fountain flowing with endless dreams

Carpeted with sparkling wishes so bright

Coins thrown carrying the deepest hopes

The one he held represented his last resort

For dark clouds overhung his head 

He’d lost his way and felt only dread

So only a penny it would cost

It be expensive if his wish he lost 

By Katie Haigh



Photo by Katie Haigh



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