WHEN YOU WISH

WHEN YOU WISH. . . . Edward Iacona When the love of my life left us And wrote us out of her script She left her family sad and hurting And me emotionally ripped. I spent the days in contemplation Sifting through the all years Until comes night with lack of light When shadows can hide the tears. To find a little glimmer Of reconcilable hope I consulted first the guidance Of my daily horoscope. I asked a toy "Magic Eight Ball" And turned it over for it's say The answer in the window showed "It's Certain", "Unclear" or "No Way!" I tried to use a Ouija board To get an answer true. Problem with my using one To use it, it takes two. I have a best friend, a physic An expert with decks of Tarot Will there be a return of my beloved? But her cards could not show. There's a website that grants real wishes, And to me that sounded great! To make them come true one must Comply with the magic power of "8". Write an "8" upon a card and Then show it to the moon. Recite your wish specifically And it will come true soon. I drew an "8" most carefully And to this I shall attest After showing it to the moon The moon was not impressed. I guess there is no real "Secret" For it is my found contention For no matter how hard I tried There is no "Power of Intention" All I wanted was a solution and For this I was willing to do my part But no matter what I tried I found That only God can change one's heart