We woke up in the usual way,

but it was not a usual day.

Out on the lawn, plain as could be,

stood an orange wishing tree.

"I wish!" I said. "I wish!" said you.

And so our double wishes grew.

Wishes are a magical part of childhood. Whether we wish on stars or blow out candles on a cake, our dreams matter. Nancy Tillman captures the wonder of wishes as only she can, with love.