These Miracles

A miracle to me,
Is something not that special.
It can be a love like no other,
Or a friend you have.
The way that we are,
Can make a difference.
Or.
Is it the way we survive in disasters?

These "miracles" I speak of are just ordinary things,
A child's birth,
Is the key to a new world.
Or is it a change in morbid behavior?

These miracles can be a task,
All you have to do is master it.
Facing your fears is a quest,
See it through!

Miracles can be anything,
And everything.
These are mine,

But what is a miracle to you?

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Ok, this is just something I wrote about 4 years ago for my English class.
Not only is it a good poem, but it got me a perfect grade. It has been
rewritten a minimum of 5 times over these past years. I'm probably keep
revising it too.