“Bucket of Miracles”
by Bill Ward
1999
A bucket of miracles has been spilled.
The sky is aflame
Red-orange tendrils of magic blend into yellow, green, blue.
The day’s grand finale only a prelude
To the starry majesty of night.
But the real magic is that you are here, in my arms.
© 1999 William R. Ward
All Rights Reserved
November 15, 1999
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