The Well

How did I get down here, you ask?

Well, after throwing in all my wishes,

I figured I better follow in after them,

for I had nothing left to give.

And now I'm stuck! I yell for help

but nobody hears me.



Odd it is then, that I should notice

how truly blue the sky appears

looking up from here.

To pass the time, I enjoy finding shapes

in the clouds.



But the fact of the matter is:

I'm still stuck at the bottom of the Well.



Sometimes,

the very thing you are wishing for

is not wishing for you.

So just breathe! --

Because blue does the sky stay.