A song I wrote for my little girl, many years ago

RACHEL'S SONG

My little girl came to me; she smiled at me and then
Said, "Mama, does a wishing well really work when you throw a penny in?"
I started to say, "No, my dear, these things are just pretend,
You get only what you work for.  That's what matters in the end."
And then I looked around me at the things that I hold dear:
I counted all my blessings and I held back a tear,
'Cause I never worked for all the things that mean the most to me!
I just hoped and dreamed and wished on stars,
That's how it all came to be.


Yes, I wished for your daddy, girl, before we ever met.
I wished on stars and rainbows, and I cannot forget
How I wished for you when you were just a gleam in your daddy's eye.
Yes, Darling, wishes do come true.  Keep wishing till you die.

The thing about this song is, it actually happened.  Oh, I changed the words so I could rhyme them, but my daughter really did ask me if wishing wells worked, and I did tell her no.  Then I thought about it for awhile and wrote the song.