pastry life

There is more to this pastry life than the eyes or the tongue can see or taste or be. We are free to do what we wish, at least that is what was said in the beds of our forefathers forefathers. Take the sweet and expand on it. Leave the bad like a cut potato under a full moon, the warts are supposed to go away, but will they, do they, should they with just the wish? The tiny baby born to a baby has a chance to be president, but just barely. The out of work salesman can dream of fortune with his last $5 lotto ticket. The retired father can hope for the sound of a thousand silver pieces to make his betrayal worthwhile. The possibility exists. All it takes it determination in this nation of equals. There aren't supposed to be barriers or boundaries, walls or ceilings that can't be crossed or broken through by the hard headed ones. I am one of those in my mind, but dreams a reality do not make, so actions I will take. Let them all eat cake.