Wishing Pole

I made myself a wishing pole
and cast with all my might
up into the heavens
upon a starry night

I baited it with faith and hope
then gazed up at the moon
waiting for a nibble
surely I’d catch one soon

I cranked the reel, took up the slack
and cast it out again
talked with God and Jesus
and then I said amen

I felt my pole begin to bend
I saw it snap in two
from too many wishes
not every wish comes true

I made another wishing pole
I’ve learned from my mistake
if you really want it
your dream is yours to make