The Miracle Was You

I recall a crimson sunrise, How it turned the night to day. And I kissed beneath a Harvest moon, But with whom I cannot say. Miracles? I have seen a few, Below as well above— And I count myself as Royalty For having been in love. I have held a baby in my arms And delighted at its cry— I have even watched a life begin, And I’ve watched a loved one die. And I have known Shakespeare, Also Vincent, now at rest— And I spent a day with Emily, Although I was but a guest. I was a teacher and a poet; A father and a friend— And I knew a time when Fairytales Would happily-ever end. Ah, the wonders I have seen, Though till late I never knew— The miracle was a drop of rain, Though really, it was you!