Days Of Miracles Poem by Patti Masterman
Days Of Miracles
Dear things that make the long day brief
Small joys that bring me hope to live
You are neither least nor the most of these
But form and reason to my days give.
I would hate to feel all alone in this world
With only the mirror and my shadow around
Chasing but flickers of possibilities
Instead of the miracle of you that I've found.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: mirror
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