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.