while holding
her hand in yours
she tosses a penny
into the well
and whispers
if I can get a man
to marry me.
to love me
unconditionally,
to be loyal
and kind,
to always be sweet
and never
change his mind,
then I will truly
be happy.
here, you tell her.
try a quarter.
it's a big wish.
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