Thursday, November 6, 2008

A Thought Worth Repeating



Sometimes
by Sheenagh Pugh

Sometimes things don't go, after all,
from bad to worse. Some years, muscadel
faces down frost; green thrives; 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.

4 comments:

  1. That is simply beautiful and oh so meaningful. You never cease to amaze me with your collection of poetry!

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  2. How perfect that poem is for today :-). I am on cloud 9.
    What a bright, shiny, new day :-).

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  3. Clicking my heels together, wanting to Believe.

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Hey, thanks for your thoughts and your time:>)