Life – Page 8 – Hearts Still Care

I Wish

I used to wish for many things.
I wished for a dog I could raise.
I wished to meet Superman.
I wished for my father’s praise…

I wished people I love wouldn’t leave;
I wished for love and laughter…
I once believed in fairy tales
And a happily ever after.

I wished, and I wished,
And slowly, I grew,
And woefully realised
All wishes do not come true.

And, if they did,
They brought deception,
For I thought I’d be happy
At their reception.

So I wish now to be wise;
But then I set this wish on you;
A gentle wish that I
Not miss us more than you.

I have felt much in this life.
I won’t use a metaphor for tears.
There has always been a path
That led me through my fears.

Love comes like a blue moon night,
With its bitterness and its bliss;
And I have seen it burn on a pyre;
And felt it in each lover’s kiss.

I have felt my heart break
And I won’t relate much now;
But I shall salute its endurance
And how it kept every vow.

I have lost and lost and yet won,
For in losing, I’ve seen life grow;
And as I ache and blossom,
I relearn the art of letting go.

It does not give a warning.
It is never, ever, kind.
It comes like a hurricane,
Playing havoc on the mind.

The heart allows it entry.
The brain never has a say.
Time becomes a mad whirlwind
That demands the present pay.

It’s falling in ice water:
The lungs are about to burst;
There comes the gravest hunger,
With the most terrible thirst.

All the world becomes a blur,
As the hurricane breaks you;
And if you are not grounded,
It will ravage and take you.