God’s Miracle Box

For some it’s a dream that they’re too poor to buy,

For others it’s free but they’re still asking, “Why?”

A life-breathing box fills a paralyzed chest,

Tired eyes can be closed for a much needed rest.

For the two year old child who fell in the pool,

It’s a chance to grow up and attend that law school.

It’s a box full of magic in a cold hopeless night,

For a man whose breath is his most difficult fight.

A lifetime to wonder ‘bout what would have been,

A fate chosen by some that’s allowed them to win,

All you passers-by staring please smile at me,

See, God’s miracle box made a miracle…me


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