Just a poem about wishes


Many may look up

To make a wish

Through a cup

Make a wish

To be happy

And to be lucky

To not marry

A fish

Or wish to climb out

Of the wicked hell

That is in a wretched well

Or to wish to have courage

To confess to their crush

And to easily brush

It off when discouraged

But many will eventually give up on wishing

And many will eventually begin to hope.

It's not good to mope

But at least you can still wish

Tell me what you think the meaning of this poem is because I honestly didn't think about what kind of moral this poem was supposed to mean while writing. Thank for reading!