A Different Kind of Miracle
Oh the things on angel wings
My Father has bestowed.
Provision, healing and grace,
But another made me glow.
I could not see a way to glee
To experience joy again.
But, by God, the unexpected
Was poured in abundance on me.
Such serendipity, oh the gift so free
For my soul was crushed with sadness.
The miracle God gave to me,
Was a pristine river of gladness.
Copyright © Tom Valles | Year Posted 2025
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