Wish’s Dream’s an Deals.

Wish’s Dream’s an Deals.

When we are young we hold our breaths to make that first wish.

Some one has put it in our heads that all you must do is hold your breath. Make a wish when you exit the tunnel an it will come true.

We believe these tales.

Where would we be when we were young if we did not have these wish’s to make.

When we are older we have dream’s. What we wouldn’t give to fly in outer space, or to be a princess in a castle. Or to own a dragon as our personal pets.

Some one has told us Dream for what ever we want. To work hard an maybe one day you will have what you most dream for.

When we are an adult our wish’s an dreams come back to our minds. We think just how could we get what we wanted then.

Deal’s

could a deal bring back the dead?

We are told never make a deal with the devil? Why not, who says it would be bad? What about an Angel would making a deal with an Angel be just as bad as making a deal with the devil?

Perhaps it is just this time of year that makes me think about wish’s dreams an deals. If I ever really knew away If I knew I wouldn’t condemn my eternal soul or at least this part of my soul I would make a deal with the devil or an angel to have those I’ve lost back. For my mother for My son an for my self.

Tho at last, we all know we can not. All there is left are those oh so few memories we have left of them.

I know god is holding on to there souls an one day in the far away future I will be able to see my lost loved ones.

This poem is to My father Billy Troy. My grandmother an grandfather Siegel, an my steep brother Timothy Copeland who left this world way to soon. His father misses him an prays for him.

God bless all those departed souls, now or in the past you are all missed in this wonderful time of year

Tiffany Jade Barker-Troy