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.
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You and Me and the Wishing Tree
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.
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