Sometimes
By Kean RiberLife brings you many depressing things,
But sometimes you meet that special friend,
That turns you heart to love again.
So insteed of eating sour grapes,
You find in life a sweeter taste,
To enjoy but not in haste.
One learns to savor every sip,
To find pleasure in the smallest touch,
A gratitude that can never be to much.
And in the end you both stand tall,
Wrapped in joy and arms of love,
An ending every poet dreams of.
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