Laura Smith Poet I do not know?

The Wishing Well

I fell down the wishing well, but no one came behind me.
Didn't anyone miss me? Didn't anyone want to find me?
I fell into a puddle of water and almost broke my leg
Not realizing when I had fallen I had actually cracked my head.
Reeling around in a tizzy with fright creeping up my shoulder
The thought hit me like a ton of bricks that weighed as much as a boulder.
I fell down the wishing well, but no one came behind me.
Maybe others don't wish....
Thats why no one came to find me.
I'am here in the well just me to my thoughts
Wondering if I'am indeed the one who is lost.
Maybe they're the ones who are lost but I'am just too afraid
Wait no thats not it. My thoughts I do betray

I fell down the wishing well and then someone came behind me.
I said "How did you get here?" 
and he said
"Because I was wishing you'd come and find me."

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L'Nass Shango March 19, 2009 at 6:14 AM If our words were the only wells we fall in we could never wait, or be lost. People come to our words like ants to fat, or butterflies to flowers. I love to hover here. Love.

Ernilando Tugaff March 17, 2009 at 1:00 PM Hi Laura, I like the message. It is a well-penned poem. Ernilando

James Marshall Goff March 16, 2009 at 12:43 PM lots of fun & cool end! Jim

Diane Christian March 13, 2009 at 11:39 AM I love this poem it is so uplifting and encouraging, I wrote one on lost sheep where I once was lost but then the Lord came to find me, this poem is beautiful it reminds me of the day I found Jesus. God bless you from diane

Lena Townsend March 13, 2009 at 11:01 AM This is a great write. It has such a deeply hidden spiritual side to it. We are never lonely for long if we are lonely, and we are never truly alone. The magic of a wishing well fits so perfectly here as life and the soul are so full of magic. Smiles from Lolita

Carolyn Devonshire March 13, 2009 at 10:23 AM Wow, Laura, great twist at the end here!! Gave me chills; she was not as alone as she first thought. And, surely, someone WILL come behind her. Love this poem! Carolyn

Constance La France March 13, 2009 at 9:30 AM I like the story and the message.. Spirit and Soul, Constance