My Christmas Miracle
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If I could have a Christmas miracle,
I would surely like to go
Back to Mama’s bounteous table
And the ones that I loved so.
My dear daddy would still be there,
My brothers and my son,
My young husband and my mama
Before the sad times had begun.
And because this is a miracle,
My sweet granddaughter too,
Would be sitting by her grandpa
Whom in life she never knew.
My daddy would give the prayer of thanks,
The rest would say amen.
When all the food was passed around
Grand feasting would begin.
Every morsel would taste just like it did,
When I was an active child
And had whetted up my appetite
With hours of running wild.
My brothers would do some joshing,
My daddy would joke a bit.
With so much love around that table
You could stick a fork in it.
Not another thing could I ask for
Nor more blessings from above,
It I could have a day again
Of such pure and endless love.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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