miracle
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Life is boring, Born to super starring.
Illuminate. Thangs gotta turn around. Really can't wait.
Miracle happens every tym. Culd be our turn.
Better life screaming, where it's damn hard to find a gud wife.
Days joy charmed her to merry
Never have I found curves and curls spin to glory
Every course of aura sailed to eternity
I made it through another dayFor once I didn't feel I had to prayEverything in front of me looked so grayBut then I really focused on what I had to sayAnd I could see I had to take it all the way
Is it possible that I do
What you do
To make me do
What I do? I wonder.
Could anyone feel
The way I feel
most of her works are
serenades to miracles
that occur daily.
some of her works are
cows will be cows will be cows.
named miraculous.
the miracle is
Never Get Nervous,
When You Are 'Right'
Never Get Hesitate,
When You are 'True'
Never Show Your Weakness,
I am the small branch that breaks off
From the broken tree
I am the leaves that gets blown away
By the waves in the sea
Looking for strength and guidance,
I seek-
The help of others;
If you were to ask me a year ago,
where I thought I'd be.
I would say "dead" or "gone"
Never would I have
imagined myself here.
In this very room, surrounded by
everyone who I hold dear.
A family in my neighborhood...
the family situation wasn't good.
Parents got divorced,
Mother and kids moved out by force.
Moved across town,
Oldest brother always spotted with a frown.
Jesus cured a blind man who had been blind since the day of his birth.Jesus put clay on his eyes that he made when he spat and mixed the spittle with Earth.
Beatings, bruising, cuts and scars
Smiles to hide the pain
Wishing on a shooting star
That I could fly away
Heartbreak, tears, screams and cries
Hidden day by day
Covered up with laughter
Oh, Lord what to do?
To catch a bolt of lightning
Be a miracle!
An expecting mother of any species,
carrying an unborn miracle.
Living on a small farm in a Southern Oklahoma town, this image is dear to my heart.
The first breath in this vast and expasive world,
I really need to be a witness of miracle,
I need to see this world as a beautiful
tired of this lame games around me
I am telling myself that I am created for great things.
I really need a hand to hold,
You are my little sister,
However, little does not even describe you.
You are all the things
That are good in this world.
You are the laughs
Stemming from deep within my belly.
You are the smiles
As the night comes on
With the moon hanging low
Stars glittering in the sky
Magic of love comes along
It fills the air with a sweet perfume
Where your love surrounds me
Wrapped in your arms
I am of flesh
I breath sin
I keep to myself
what lies within
But do express
And I'll give you notice
When storms draw near
I feel their closeness
Love one love all
After being told I could not bare a child,
by God's good grace I was blessed with a miracle.
How could this tiny human being be growing inside of me?
Oh, how do I wonder?
One of Two, Brilliant Miracles
Walk among lands of gold
Live life bold in new and old
Love and see a world with splendor
