12/14/2023
December
By Stacey Todd Skaggs
I dream of a December where Miracles still come true,
Where babies are warm and women are safe,
Where we help each other without forethought,
To climb upon the tallest mountain and proclaim victory,
But I all to often find myself on my knees,
I realize while there,
PRAY,
It is our mountain top,
It brings us out of despair,
It is the hope of Miracles,
From each word formed in the mind,
To each word spoken unto existence,
Becoming manifest in a world of loneliness,
So tears cleanse,
Mind,
Body,
Spirit,
I know it takes time,
For Prayers to come true,
So I wait,
On my knees,
For that prayer to come true,
So I continue,
To Dream,
To Hope,
For Love,
Holding Promise in my heart,
I feel a new dawn approach,
Holding on tight for that light,
To brighten my heart,
My heart waits,
Questioning Reality,
I need to know,
That hope is near,
I tell myself I’m still alive,
So I will remember to live,
My heart burns for a future.
So much Love to give,
I can’t waste it anymore.
Waiting for Loves Blue Sky to end my hearts night,
Jesus thank you for being that bright morning light, also for Michele my right hand, my wife.
Jesus thank you for your salvation,
All along you are the answer.
