Miracle
Ten and ten never make thousand,
when they do, eyes roll in disbelief.
Man's limited wisdom, can't reason all
hoping a miracle is a support in grief.
Sixth sense, is it maths or statistics?
wizards and genius, are miracles in brief.
In tragic hardships, life still goes on,
miracle of autumn, returns a new leaf.
17th April 2019
Submitted to Kevin Shaw's contest
Lets have an Argument
Views against his "Miracles cannot happen"
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
