I hope a game of soccer breaks out between fighting men on Christmas day, just as occurred in 1914 between German and British soldiers fighting in the trenches of World War One.
May all children under the age of ten receive the gift of at least one toy they desire.
I wish for one more letter in the alphabet—one that matches that weird sound my cats make when they see a bird through my window.
I hope coffee trees have a great year.
I wish shooting stars whistled like pan flutes as they fell.
May every tomorrow feel like velvet to the touch.
I wish eleventy-two was a real number.