Wish when it’s 11:11.
Wish when you blow a dandelion.
Wish when you find a penny and throw it as far as you can.
Wish when you see the first star appear.
Wish when you cut off the pointed end of a pie and save it for last.
Wish when you see a truck full of hay and count to thirteen.
Wish when you see a white horse.
Wish when you shake your fist three times at a black horse.
Wish when you see a red bird and spit three times.
Wish when you blow an eyelash from your fingertip.
Wish when you hear a bird singing in the rain.
Wish when you find a four-leaf clover (don’t pick it).
Wish when you see three birds on a telephone wire.
Wish when you say the same thing as someone else and hook pinkies.
Wish when you find a blackbird feather and stick it in the ground.
Wish when you pull a wishbone apart.
Wish when you see a yellow railroad car.
Wish when a butterfly lands on you.
Wish when you see a camel-shaped cloud.
Wish when you find a cricket in your house.
Wish when a firefly lands on your ring finger.
Wish when you cross into Tennessee and clap three times.
Wish when you catch a ladybug.
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Love it. Good poem.