Wish

Oh how I wish, to be guided by a gentle hand, an angel flowing effortlessly exposing me to my life's purpose and journey
 Oh how I wish to see the birds fly so high up into the sky that it gives me hope, somewhere, up there, awaits a heaven.
Oh how I wish to turn life around in a heartbeat, and have everything work in my favor and the favor of those I love.
Oh how I wish to once again see those that have gone before me, to laugh with them to love them, to let them know how sorry I am to have lost sight of them in my life.
Oh how I wish I reached my grandfather, before he passed, that I left that meeting early to see him in time, that I knew it was the end.  Oh how I wish for one more minute of his time, to say I love you and sorry and that I should have been there for you instead of expecting eternal tomorrows like I so often do in life.  Oh how I wish just to see you once again