Longing For a Miracle
Christmas star hung bright
But turmoil brewed far below
World at war this holiday
So I made a wish
That harmony would soon reign
And battlefields be destroyed
The best miracle
Raise my husband from his grave
So he’d know he’d fought and won
Neath the mistletoe
Still clad in his uniform
We’d celebrate peace on earth
*Entry for the Christmas Miracle contest
Copyright © Diane Locksley | Year Posted 2011
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