Sometimes, I read something and it occurs to me that I need not bother trying to string thoughts and words together today, as someone has done it far better than I could ever hope to, done it so well it compels sharing.

Sometimes – Sheenagh Pugh

Sometimes things don’t go, after all, from bad to worse.  Some years, muscadel faces down the 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.

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