Miracle Came

Born in a world
Impaired and disabled
Through those years
It makes me strong...

Thought of suicide
It was not an option
I believe in miracles
God is my affection.

I prayed each day
With mom’s therapy
Eager to walk
He never failed me.

When I was 8
Miracle came
The first time I walked
I saw God.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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