Miracle on nothing street
Milo Redwood
It was late January
and we'd run out of food.
My parents said it was the Lord's
will--that he had big plans for us
but I was eight years old
and to me my parents were
God--
so it didn't make sense.
The third day of no-food
was hard but we were distracted
by a fresh foot of snow!
My sisters and I went out
to play and one of us
Tripped over something--
it was a can of fruit
cocktail.
We dug around and found
more cans of food
along with a block
of cheese and a loaf
of frozen bread--
a shopping bag worth
of food under the fresh
snow.
We came running in with
our hands full.
To this day it's a mystery
how all that food got there--
maybe some old lady was crossing
our yard during the blizzard
and her shopping bag gave way.
It's more likely that my parents
planted that food--
they would have done anything
to make us believe in God.
