Miracle Mile

Copyright © April 22, 2002 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Walking on a walk of mine,
by the side of the road I found,

a beautiful yellow bird
lying there back down.

It was a bent and twisted wreck,
lifeless as can be,
and my heart, it did cry out.

From it's lifeless body
life sprang forth,
as on it I laid my healing hands.

I threw it into the air
and it flew above the land.

As it did fly away from me,
for a moment it looked back.

It was it's way of thanking me,
for giving it's life back.

'Twas a miracle mile.