| Does anyone know this line
There was a poem read at my Daddy's funeral a few years ago and I have not been able to locate the poem because I can only remember one line of the poem: AND THAT MIRACLE IS ME. I know I'm taking a long shot here but I had at least try and hope someone knew this line. I can't remember if the poem said anything about recovery or not, my daddy was sober for 26 years when he died. And the guy that read the poem said it was one of Daddy's favorites. Help me out if you can.
Thanks
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