Genie! Genie!!

Three wishes? Only three wishes?
Should I be selfish? And spend it all on me?
That would not be possible because that certainly is not me…
 

My first wish is a  cure for Aids,
Not just for the promiscuous,
But for those innocent babies being born,
Condemned already before breathing their first breath…

My second wish if granted
 would have to be for peace,
cliché, you might think,
but hey?  What is cliché compared to harmony
combined with laughter, a smile shared is a smile spread…

That takes us to my number three, 
I would love to meet my Creator
and strive each day to do His will,
because in the end every breath I take, 
every move I make is ultimately ordained…

So Genie! Genie please be so kind,
they may not be much but hey,  they are worth a lot…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Johnson Avatar
July 30, 2010 at 7:29 PM
I think you have wished the finest wishes of any I have read so far. Good luck and I think there is a winner here. Love, Joyce
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July 30, 2010 at 6:39 AM
good morning again, Wilma, I loved this one,, honesty is like a wish come true... Is this for the Genie contest,,if so good luck ,, This one is going to my favorites..have a good one,..p.d.
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July 29, 2010 at 6:07 PM
Hey Girl friend. it seems we all would like our world to be a better place to live in. But it take a few to mess it up. I enoy reading your poems. howz the weather?
K. Avatar
July 29, 2010 at 8:47 AM
you sure used your wishes wisely Wilma! See you got me speaking in alliteration now... hope these wishes of yours would be granted! -- nikko me I think I will wish for the sandman selfish selfish self...
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