A miracle,
You were born.
Told me to pray,
All I did was cry.
Like a magical bird, you flutter.
Sweep my pain away,
With every cloud you reach.
The sky dropped you,
It couldn’t handle you.
Too precious for a sulky dome,
Vigorous for a fragile field.
Unreal to have you saving me,
What do your mischievous eyes see?

That when dust hits eyes
I squint just enouph
To focus in on the light,

And when I find the focus
Im ok because the wind
against my face is what
Makes the irony so unique,

Stupid dust,
Wonderous gust,
And life blows this way and that....