Minuscule miracles
catch our eyes each day,
keep us moving.
No questions,
struggles,
operating order,
and we're happy.
Just getting by,
just drifting,
mini miracles make you.
You shut the door
on a predestined fate,
exceeded expectations.
There's the small matter
of presumptions,
no matter at all.
You weren't born in bounty,
but you earned it.
