Creative Works of Kathy Hunter

Miracles

If only loving made it so
If only wanting, wishing, praying…
If only loving made it so
You’d have been mended so long ago.

If only loving made it so
You would know the simple joy
Of making cloud pictures in the sky…
And chasing a wandering butterfly…
You’d build a castle in the sand…
And count the fingers on your hand…
And tie your shoes…
And read the news.

If only loving made it so
You would know the wonderment
Of a night-time winter snowfall…
And the thrill of catching a fly ball…
The pride of winning a spelling bee…
And the sorrow of losing your skate key…
The delight of a new toy…
And the playfulness of being coy.

If only loving made it so
You’d have been mended
So long ago…
This I know.

And those who love you so
Will go on wanting, wishing, and praying,
Hoping, crying, and yes, loving
Until our miracle comes true
And our search for answers is at an end.
For what are miracles made of?
Perhaps they begin with love.

-by Kathy Hunter
Copyright 1978