November 10th Poems

Let us admit the marks of miracles—

simple actions at times of need:

Miracle lurks wherever we look.

You’ve always said there is no god.

All I ask is that you turn

toward the tug at your sleeve

when an unknown visitor approaches.

I’m not asking for you to give up

your world, your meager belongings, your dignity.

It’s that simple smile, that look in your eyes

which you offer me each time we see each other.

You’ve always said there is no god.

Lift your chin from your chest in wakefulness.

Sing for unsung miracles–

the car that didn’t hit you,

the dog that didn’t die,

the money you have for coffee,

the space beyond the sky.

Sarah B Sullivan

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Acrostic poems

Joyful

Original

Silly

Energetic

Jovial

Optimistic

Humble

Attractive

Neat

Neat

Intelligent

Dedicated

Independent

Attractive

Aidin Martinez