Miracles are a Two-Way Street

     Folks expect miracles
        around holiday time
     There’s a feeling in the air
        We deserve one… 

      Not so fast
         says the Man upstairs
       Stop whining 
         that you’ve had a tough year

       How about Mine
         I look for My Name in 
       the things you do
         Sorry to say 
            ~ I’m disappointed too
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Etgen-Baker Avatar
December 24, 2025 at 3:31 PM
your poem gave me pause and a chance to reflective on my own 'whining.'
Maverick Avatar
December 20, 2025 at 10:04 PM
Wow the patience of the Lord GW.. hope you are well.? How is Chicago faring now.? After reading Saras mistltoe go..I got to thinking Of un-controlled immigration and Pagan leaders ?? Strange co-insidence? Or sublime inferrence.? Who knows.?
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