Today, I thought I would share a poem I wrote over 35 years ago. I read Sometimes at my grandmother’s funeral in 2000. It has been published in Poetry.com, but I have never shared it on my blog. I wanted to share it today in honor of our inspiring friend, Sue Vincent. She is dealing with terminal cancer and I want her to know that we are here for her as she has been here for us. This is for you, my friend even though I’ve only known you a little over a year. The creativity you have brought out of me with #WritePhoto has been one of the best times of my life and I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for helping me to write creatively again.
Sometimes people love Sometimes people hate Sometimes it's inevitable Sometimes it is fate Sometimes there are miracles And many there may be Faith is in the beholder As far as one might see Only sometimes... In dreams we think of heaven And how bright life is Sometimes we take those dreams And seal them with a kiss Sometimes we hurt inside Our feelings are very strong But as we say we're sorry The feelings we had were wrong Only sometimes... The words we speak The things we say Are sometimes happy Day by Day During those sad times We sometimes think Of those little things That life brings Only sometimes... Where there is life There is death Sometimes we cry Sometimes it's best. Only sometimes... Lisa Coleman