He lost all he had in the fall of '09. His job, his home, his parents. Now he feared the worst that he'd lose his children and his wife. So out of desperation, he drove down deep into the woods to end it all.
He turned on the radio to hear a song for the last time. He didn't know what he was looking for or even what he'd find.
Words of hope flooded his ears and gave him strength to carry on and on that night his family found a miracle.
On the drive to his sister's home, he got a phone call telling him that there was work for him. He whooped for joy and gave his wife a big hug when he arrived home. He was thankful for being alive.
I wrote this poem while listening to "I Need A Miracle by Third Day" . Some of the lines are from the song.