Miracles
This world lives on miracles,
This world Thrives on miracles,
This world stays because of miracles,
Some are small,
Some are large,
Some help many,
Some help one,
But mine is free
and its a she,
I cant tame her,
I cant blame her,
She doesnt want me,
She doesnt understand me,
Her words music,
Her Eyes are like heaven,
But for me just knowing her is enough,
My miracle isnt mine,
nor will it ever be.
This miracle is small to most, even all.
all but one, and that one is me,
Its not my miracle, but its someones,
and they should be happy.
not me, just knowing her is enough,
plenty for my soul.
So this my friends is true,
Even if your feeling blue,
There miracles out there,
and one waiting for you
Copyright © Dylan Strom | Year Posted 2010
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