We all wish for miracles
The thunderclap
Of a Savior's hand
For the sun
To break after
Days of flood
And the horns
To signal the end
Of a long, long war
I guess I miss most
The soft cries
Of a my 1st newborn
To remind me
How precious
Life really is
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