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a poem for my sister nancy who's birthday is March 10

I prayed for a miracle, not the lesson kind of miracle, just a straight up good old fashioned miracle

and I went to sleep

I drempt

About a white winged horse sitting next to a black crow on a barbed wire fence

I was so amazed at their balance

the white horse and the black crow. 

I followed their eyes to see what they saw

Rolling hills of chartreuse with specks of celadon

I woke

grateful for the miracle

then later that day I thought....

seems redundant to pray for what is already here

oh my dreams, they get me good!