Wishing Well

I'm on my own

For the journey ahead

To the mystical wishing well

Under my bed

You can tell your wishes and throw in a coin,

Then it grants your wishes one at a time.

You can wish for toys, dresses, and books,

Then it will process and give you these boons.

But if you use it every day,

Wishing for so many things,

The magic will fade,

The water will turn old.

Causing it to become an ordinary old well,

With its secret, all told.