And suddenly she just stops
and closes her eyes.
Silent for a moment.
I’m immediately dumbfounded
so I try to ask what this is
and she shushes me without hesitation.
Then her eyes open once more
and she sighs a sigh of relief
like all evil has just been purged
So I start in with my inquiry
and ask her what that pause was all about
I had to make a wish.
"A wish? Why did you have to make a wish?"
It was 11:11
That’s when you’re supposed to make a wish.
I had never heard of this before
so I press her for more details.
11:11, that’s when the clock is displaying all ones.
It’s the only time on the clock that has four of any one number.
I decide at this point that
she had just given me all the answer I would need.
I could ask for more information
on why the trivial matter of four numbers
would prove to be of any significance in the cosmos,
but I come to the conclusion
that wishing is what keeps her just a little more innocent
than she had led me to believe her to be.
“22 years old and still wishing?
What did you wish for?”
If I told you then it wouldn’t come true, now would it?
“I suppose not.”
Did you make a wish?
“Nope. By time I found out about this practice it was 11:12
and not nearly so magical.”
But what I don’t tell her
is that 11:12 is the only time on the clock face
that is 11 followed by 12
or three ones followed by a two
and probably just as significant in the scheme of the universe
so without stopping or closing my eyes
I go silent just for a second
and I wish that she’d never change.