Miracles And Dreams Poem by Zia Jaycee May Trent

Miracles And Dreams



My steps are hurting me
since I'm walking alone
and I feel the sun fading
For the light is down the road

I can see the magic moving
through the trees
For the moonlight upon us
is hope for a dream

I knew life should be
a miracle in progress
for this was bigger
This was the miracle

Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: hurting,magic
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