OK. So, the blurry star in the photo below is probably a planet not a star, but I wished on it anyway.
What did I wish for? A way for all of us in this crazy world of ours to calm down and get along.
If Harry had wished on the star, he probably would have wished the girls would leave him to sleep in peace on the living room sofa.
Darby would have wished, wished, wished I would throw a ball for her.
And, the Pumpkin Pie-girl would have wished at least one of the five bones she corralled on the landing had some marrow in it still.
Here's another star. I wonder if wishing on that one would work.
It can't hurt.
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