Poem for the Day
A favourite of mine and a reminder to us all that, no matter how bad things may seem, no mater how corrupt our politicians may appear or how bleak and unattainable the prospect of peace may seem, sometimes, just sometimes, things goes well.
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.
A people sometimes will step back from war;
elect an honest man, decide they care
enough, that they can't leave some stranger poor.
Some men become what they were born for.
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.
Sometimes
Sheeagh Pugh
