The Wishing Well

Clara ran through the garden gate

Rushing around the grand estate

Looking for a good game to play,

Something new to do that day,

When down and down she fell

Deep down into the wishing well.

She thought she’d fall into the water

And become a stranded daughter,

But she floated in a cloud of wishes

Where a variety of delightful riches

Swirled everywhere around her

That promised fun and pleasure.

With a quick flick of her hand

They nicely followed her command.

She sent them all back up the well

Not realizing the limits of the magic spell.


Inspired by this prompt from the Carrot Ranch Literary Community: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about deep wishes. Where is the deep — in the sky, the ground, or outer space? What kind of wishes reside there for whom and why? Go where the prompt leads!


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