For You
(not an original MW poem, but one of my favorites)
Sometimes
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 a honest man; decide they care
enough, that they can't leave some stranger poor.
Some people become what they were born for.
Sometimes our best efforts do not go
amiss; sometimes we do as we are meant to.
The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrow
that seemed hard frozen : may it happen for you.
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