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4157 09 I wish...

I’ll catch you if ever you should fall,
because I go wherever you go.

The words ring in my ears as I sign off my tasks. I wish I were already 'tucked in' and falling asleep, perhaps to dream of those I left behind.

Soon ... after a few more reports the Landers just handed me *sigh* are sorted and filed.

Most have now retired to their chambers. The lights have been dimmed. The Wings barely need them. The famous song "Night Eyes" was written about them ... by one of their own ... as if they were some subspecies of 'celestial owls'. I wish I had feathers and could fly.

But our family was heavy boned and bulky.

We were never close. Half of us had inherited the 'crazy' gene. The other half had no excuse. We were scattered across three galaxies. Or so they say.

I see families when we land and there are even a few on this voyage. At times I wish I had one.

I laugh. A teacher once said, "if wishes had wings pigs could fly."

Time to make the last rounds. I've left some old logs to keep you amused while I'm 'gone'.

Sweet dreams are made of these...

For every caress upon your cheek
is just a reminder from me.


For "Space Blog"  The planet is

My Wish  (E) Written for Whispers of the Soul #2096131 by Purple Holiday Givings

and the quotes are from Purple Holiday Givings

If you had three wishes, what would they be?

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