Needing A Miracle

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Needing A Miracle

With wrinkled homework
and sack lunch
in hand, 

late as usual, 
i hurried down
our tree lined
driveway.

My heart racing,
I glanced up,
in a weak gesture
of piety,
hoping just this once 

       God

would take my side.

the clouds 

       t
         i
           l
              t
                e
                  d,

and then par    ted.

high overhead 
there was a sudden garish splash
of tumbling yellow, 

       and

holding my breath,
arms outstretched,
I attempted
the 
seemingly impossible
task of

catching the bus.

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from the Wonderments and Such collection