Saturday, December 7, 2013

Sometimes By Sheenagh Pugh

 

Sometimes things don't go, after all,
from Bad to worse. Some years, muscadel
faces down frost, green thrives, the crops don't fail,
sometimes, a man aims high, and all goes well.
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A people sometimes will step back from war;
elect an honest man, decide they care
enough, that they cannot leave some stranger poor.
Some men became what they were born for.
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Sometimes our best efforts do not go
amiss, sometimes we do as we meant to.
The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrow,
that seemed hard frozen: may it happen for you.


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