Poem: Sometimes

Sometimes

Sometimes
the colors,
however improbable,
are true.

Sometimes,
they really won’t believe you,
won’t believe your heart,
your fears

and failings, your
deepest desires.

Sometimes you can cry the truth
and no one will hear it,
wondering

weeks,
months,
years later

how they missed
the very things
they were told.

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The pictures are of some flowers sold at the Sterling Rennasance Faire in Sterling, NY. You can click on it for a larger version.

Tom

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