Wye Valley, Wales -- near Tintern Abbey

Sometimes -- 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.

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 are 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.