Miracles

When she prays
no one hears the desperation in her voice,
or sees the tears that sink into the pillow,
when she wishes
that the only man she would choose
would just as well choose her, forever.
God grants miracles,
she tells herself late in the night,
but she has never really prayed for one, before now.
And she knows
that of all the miracles she could want,
like her grandfathers being given back to her,
or her grandmothers, and parents becoming young again,
or money suddenly falling from the sky, like rain,
or everyone she cared about being healthy and care free,
she would want one thing,
to be with the man she loves