Sometimes It Happens Poem by stephen roe

Sometimes it happens that I lose my way
And in a minute lose the day
And in that day lose my world
And in that world lose my girl.

Sometimes it happens that I move my lips
And in the air my words lose their grip
And all the meaning I meant, slips
And all the while your kiss.

Sometimes it happens that I cross the tracks
And go beyond what I have for a knack
And eat up worlds with unruly slack
When really I should just relax.

Sometimes it happens just like this and that
And yet still there should be a way back,
And while there is light shining through a crack,
I will stay on the other side of your door -

Quietly listening to find my way back …