My Miracles

I don't believe in miracles,
Except, deep in my heart,
And deep down there, is where,
I know I get my share.
But sometimes, when I'm mad,
I pray for something bad,
And then, I quickly add, to all my pleas,
Oh please, don't waste my miracles, on these.
Don't waste my miracles
On little things, like these.

by Frank Greenberg

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