Yesterday Deborah and I held a miracle in our hands….
William…a baby born only a few days before….
It’s amazing how one so tiny and new
can make two old hearts soar.
The wonder of the moment was not lost on Deborah…or me
as Baby William was but 4 days old…while we are 73.
We sat with baby William’s and his dad
in their front yard…under a tree…
Deborah cradled him in her arms…
I rested his head upon on my knee.
As we felt the warm embrace of the heavens
while the sun shining overhead smiled
we wondered in his four days
what kind of memories William has compiled.
Secretly we wished…this baby in our hands
will be lucky enough to be
living in a caring accepting, and compassionate world…
where everyone is free…
This was our wish for 4 day old William…
It’s the world we’d love for him to see.
A miracle we continue to hope for…
even at the age of 73.
A miracle we hope not only for William but for all babies…
across all mountains, rivers and lands…
One miracle we wished for yesterday…
while cradling another miracle in our hands.
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