Friday, August 06, 2004

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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