Finale, from A Tiny Miracle (Day 98)

The Johnson family


It’s like a miracle.
We have a son.
Our tiny family
Has grown by one…
This precious gift has been entrusted to our care
And he’ll grow fine and fair and full of grace
Within his parents’ strong embrace.

So let us celebrate
On Christmas Morn
A tiny miracle:
A child is born!
A child who, just like me,
Will grow to be
Magnificent, strong and…
(spoken sheepishly) Well, maybe a little taller than me…

And that’s incredible,
Almost a miracle,
And every miracle
Begins with something small.

A single flake of snow can start an avalanche,
One root, alone, can split a stone in two,
And little acorns grow to be
Majestic oaks eventually.
Although he may be small,
There’s big things he can do!

Each of us is a kind of miracle,
A precious gift to share.

Even you are a tiny miracle
And it takes time to see
What kind of miracle you are meant to be.

Each of us is a kind of miracle,
A precious gift to share.
Even you are a tiny miracle
Don’t let yourself lose heart –
You can’t tell when the miracle will start!
You can’t tell when the miracle will start!

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