"Wishful Thinking"
Sunrise moment
Prays its long hello
Now until tomorrow
Beside me sleeps a dream removed
From the treacherous pit
Of a punishing reality
Saved by a common thread
A God-given thorn
So strong and pure with need
It can fit no other place
But in the puzzle space
We've been given the courage
To occupy
She knows this too
Finally at peace
In the unutterable knowledge
Of what our commonality will harvest
From the field of truth and love
Thanks to the precious gift
Of wishful thinking
John Christopher
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