Sometimes
By
John I. Blair
Sometimes
With all the best intentions
Things don’t work out.
Though I may cry and shout
The stars do not align,
The dice don’t fall right.
I might claim to know
What I’m about
But evidence shows otherwise.
It shows I’m not in full command
Of others or myself;
It also shows,
I hope and pray,
That at the end of every day
When night is near
I still can deal with doubt.
©2017 John I. Blair, 11/1/2017
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