Poem.

Wants written out in poetry when asked, "what do you want?" from my kindred spirit thousand of miles away.

Be careful what you wish for.

The lake with lamps ignited and left to sail away their flame a glowing hope or desire…

Disenchanted…disillusioned…disheartened.

It is difficult to celebrate someone’s life when they are so close to death.

This is in no way about my mother. Just so you all know.

Just a poem inspired by watching the band Shiny Toy Guns in concert.

Everyone in life has best wishes. Now, what about you? Anyways, let me share my six best wishes.

It was just an old lamp that had seen better times.but it wasnt wasnt what it looked like tthat counted.Its what the old lamp did is what got the atttention.