Wishing on a Shooting Star🌟

I closed my eyes against the night, and whispered hope into the sky. A fleeting spark, a trail of light a promise racing as it flies. They say a wish is just a dream, but I believe in what can’t be seen. For even stars that burn and fade still leave behind the paths they made. So I cast my longing far and wide, to where the endless heavens are trusting fate is on my side, while wishing on a shooting star.