just give me a miracle.

MATTHEWS POEM

A hand he holds out
Waiting for the world
To kiss his palm.
Oh and how that world flew.
The earth jumped,
The waves charged.
Yet when the angels came forth,
His fingers melted into a fist.
He didn’t want the world fighting for him,
He wanted to fight for the world.

And so they grew stubborn,
Those angels pushed to help.
Yet they ceased, knowing his strength;
Feeling his heart beat against the silk of their wings.
A heart so pure and a heart so profound –
The earth jumped,
The waves charged.
They fluttered back and painted the scene -
Of a man so full of light, of life
They fell into a shadow all their own.

A heart he holds out
Hoping for the world
To believe in him.
For miracles come in packages all their own.
Packages of love and light
And living the fight.
For living doesn’t mean feeling a change.
It takes the smoothness of a stone,
The velvet of a wave –
To teach the world it’s all in a thought,
All in the man,
And all in the world to just believe he can.
- jennigraham


PLEASE LOG ON TO WWW.MATTHEWDGRAHAM.COM
It is an informational website explaining his disease, his life - present and past - and is allowing donations as well as selling bracelets (all the money goes to medical finances). This has all taken so much out of all of us - friends and family. The cancer has spread to all his other major organs - all beside his heart. The doctors say that he is terminal, but Matthew will prove them wrong.