Wishes

I picked the pedals of a flower, to grant a wish this very hour. To bring me back what I had lost, I will not measure or count the cost. I wish for you..I wish for me... and if I may...I'll make it three. The third one is to bring me luck... since I lost myself when my head was struck. I want to have my old self back, my mind of pieces that now I lack. At times I seem to give up hope... but your love for me will help me cope. P.R.Deremer