Peter Williams CRW3311-1 Salutsky 17 Feb, 2014 Winter Wish The fountain got my penny, and thus went

in my debt. But before I got my wishes, The water froze and set With the fountain frozen over, my wish is sealed away, held tight beneath the water until a warmer day along with many others I can discern through the ice. The wishes, held in place like a log within a vise. So now I simply wait, weathering this winter storm, waiting for summer to set free my wish that it gets warm.