WISHING WEL

In the quiet embrace of the moonlit hour, We approach the well, feeling its power. Each coin a wish, a silent plea, For a brighter tomorrow, for all to see. As we stand by its side, we're reminded anew, That amidst the darkness, hope shines through. For in the depths of despair, we find our grace, With the Wishing Well as our guiding embrace. Through uncertainty and shadows that loom, We're drawn to the well, dispelling gloom. Guiding us onward, through trials we face, With dreams in our hearts, and hope in this place.