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!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Chircop Avatar
July 11, 2019 at 1:39 PM
How beautiful.. So Beautiful.
Merrill  Avatar
July 13, 2019 at 8:02 AM
Thank you, my dear. I plan to visit your page later and read more of your verse. Meanwhile, have an amazing weekend :)
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