© by Rod McKuen
Sometimes I think
if there’s one more river I have to cross
or one more hill to climb
I’ll give up trying.
when friends die or move away
or leave you... for whatever reason
I wonder what it’s about.
I mean... you try to give everything
and so... something should come back.
And sometimes... when it’s dark
and there’s no one around for miles
who seems to care
or even know about you
or even know that it’s dark
I wonder why we try so hard.
The beating of the heart can stifle anything
jack hammers and jack-in-the-boxes
And sometimes... the heart beats so fast
and nobody hears it
that you find yourself wishing it would stop.
But then... someone new moves down the block
and things are different... sometimes.
Submitted by G. J. Lane