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(7 February 1946 / Liverpool / England)

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Sometimes it happens

And sometimes it happens that you are friends and then
You are not friends,
And friendship has passed.
And whole days are lost and among them
A fountain empties itself.

And sometimes it happens that you are loved and then
You are not loved,
And love is past.
And whole days are lost and among them
A fountain empties itself into the grass.

And sometimes you want to speak to her and then
You do not want to speak,
Then the opportunity has passed.
Your dreams flare up, they suddenly vanish.

And also it happens that there is nowhere to go and then
There is somewhere to go,
Then you have bypassed.
And the years flare up and are gone,
Quicker than a minute.

So you have nothing.
You wonder if these things matter and then
As soon you begin to wonder if these things matter
They cease to matter,
And caring is past.
And a fountain empties itself into the grass.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003


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  • Apphia Grimonia (3/17/2012 7:36:00 AM)

    there's a truth in this poem tht make me feel regret...i like ths poem...it tell the truth about a life of someone that take it for granted.

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  • Original Unknown Girl (4/1/2009 7:48:00 AM)

    I love this poem, BP certainly has a way of capturing regret and soul-searching. Brilliant. HG: -) xx

  • Mark Earls (11/9/2006 7:58:00 AM)

    An old favourite, this gently regretful poem. Rings more true with the passing years. Beautiful.

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