* Poem by R. C. Welford
*
sometimes
there's little time
to stop. to think about
the little things
but stop you must
as life is sad
and drags you down
to murky depths
so as you jump.
or dive.
take hold of
the little things
to pull yourself
above the tide
to come up face first
gasping
and yet to settle
for the sun.
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Because every poet needs a poem titled * Free verse format, one of my only ones like this, still I quite like it.
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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