Thomas S. Jones Jr.


Sometimes - Poem by Thomas S. Jones Jr.

Across the fields of yesterday
   He sometimes comes to me,
A little lad just back from play --
   The lad I used to be.

And yet he smiles so wistfully
   Once he has crept within,
I wonder if he hopes to see
   The man I might have been.


Comments about Sometimes by Thomas S. Jones Jr.

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Read poems about / on: sometimes, hope, smile



Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



[Report Error]