Novel & Cerita In The Poem Earnest Wish

Sometimes, I just come here to make a wish, like what I did just now. Underneath a bright blue sky, I found solace amidst the countless fluffy dandelion heads swaying in the gentle breeze. Their delicate seeds seemed to carry the weight of my worries, whisked away with every breath of wind. It was in this moment of serenity that I made my wish.

The booth had a plate that read, 'The Wishing Booth' and another plate that read 'The Wishing Tree' by the tree. People seemed to have written their wishes on cards and hung them on the three. He walked over and glanced through some of the cards. "Um... 'Pass my exam'... 'Get my dream guy'... 'Slim down!', 'Get rich'!' He chuckled after reading a few cards aloud. "Do you want to write your own? Maybe it will come true." "I don't think I have any wishes. I feel like I'm the happiest person on earth, and it would be greedy of me to make any more wishes." She considered it in all seriousness and realized that she did not have any wish.

They gave us a small lantern for each of us so we can fly it. "I'm so excited." Lia squealed beside me and I nodded. I write a long wish and I wish it will come true one day. I need it to be come true. "Are you wishing for Christian to like you back?" She whispered to my ears and I shook my head "Why?" I asked "Don't make a wish that impossible to be true." I said slowly "Don't say that." She said and I just smiled "I just wish for God to take me wherever his path goes." I sighed

She was a bit irritated by what he said to her. Elroy held her hands and squeezed them tightly. "Wish is for a request that is very impossible to happen, for example, I wish a snowfall right now. But you are in a tropical country. That's impossible." "Then, what should it be?" "Hope." She looks at him with questions in her eyes. "I hope that things will go back to their rightful place. That's what I should have said when I blew that flower." He said as he planted a quick peck on her lips.

he urged, a playful smile dancing on his lips, his eyes twinkling with mischief. Arina hesitated for a moment, her mind filled with hopes and dreams for the year ahead. She closed her eyes, her heart fluttering with anticipation as she silently made her wish, a silent plea for happiness and fulfillment. But Rosella, ever the wise matriarch, interrupted with a gentle insistence, her eyes filled with maternal wisdom. "It doesn't matter, sweetheart. Every moment is a chance to make a wish," she urged, her voice soft yet firm, a reminder of the power of dreams and the importance of seizing every opportunity for happiness.

The husky voice said and explained to me clearly. After all I have seen and heard, I felt more pain and disappointed to have seen and just realized a whole lot of things, when I was no more on the land of the living. 'I only wish I could turn back the hands of time and make things right with some mistakes of the past and also learn to cherish every of my moment with those that truly loved me and also cared about me!' With a pained look on my face, I thought those things to myself. "If you are given the opportunity to make a wish now... What would that wish be?" The husky voice asked me and it was a big shock to me, as I thought whatever I wanted can not be mine and making a wish was totally

Belle passed me the ink and a small slip of paper. “Write your wish,” she said, beaming. But as I stared at the blank sheet, my mind went just as empty. What could I possibly wish for? Time slipped away while I hesitated, lost in thought. Then, suddenly, it was our turn. I scribbled down the first thing that came to mind— Happiness. We folded our wishes and tucked them gently into the lanterns. When mine lit up, the soft glow cast a golden hue on our faces before it drifted upward, joining dozens of others in the night sky like silent prayers carried off by the wind.

Did me no scathe And now I had slept on the wrath Of the build that homed my memories They soothed my calvaries Like a balm of a new mother’s lullaby And I hinted at all the sighs That shed a tear or two in play They’d have to suffer a greater delay For there was no angels and no heaven to pave Their way into this darkened mist I am the walking wish Of every lover that Prayed for one more day Of life that would flicker and die With the day’s end And I resent The land that laid me still And now was the time to fill my tray

asked harriet “ if we knew we wouldn’t be here” “ Be grateful what you have for Be careful what you wish for One wrong wish and fate could change The game of fate is not famous in good way Once it change get yourself use to it Don’t wish more or things would get messed up once again” “ woah…… I really wonder who is the poet? I really wanna know how can he write a poem this bad”

his gaze is thoughtful as it rests on me, “I have a good sense of people. I’ve aways had it. When I first saw you, I knew you were a good person. You have a sharp tongue but a good heart. You’re a fair person.” I stare at him. “Please tell me you did not just make a sappy, little speech because I gave you a flag.” His lips quirk. “Fine. We can pretend I didn’t say anything.” “Oh, thank God,” I mutter. “Or I would have to throw up.” “You know you attract more flies with honey rather than vinegar.” “Why would I want to attract flies?” I give him an annoyed look. “It’s a saying.” “Well, it’s a stupid saying.”