Miracles do transpire from a word kind
Although a dime it doesn’t cost to say
The world it could mean to a troubled mind.
Why be miserly and uncaringly blind?
Be generous and giving, make someone’s day
Miracles do transpire from a word kind.
Say it, you know not what lurks behind
their seemingly happy smile so gay
The world it could mean to a troubled mind.
Obscured by gloom, when hope is hard to find
Like a beacon of light, a shining ray
Miracles do transpire from a word kind.
When life seems empty, a purposeless grind
It can keep despair at a distance, a mile away
The world it could mean to a troubled mind.
Their chains of perils though it can’t unbind
It can loosen the vice, turn black to gray
Miracles do transpire from a word kind
The world it could mean to a troubled mind.
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