That’s just the way it goes,
you know it almost never snows
at Christmas,
not since the earth warmed
and made everyone cautious.
That’s just the way life goes,
poppies growing in rows
in November,
remembering all who fell
fighting a battle that wasn’t theirs.
That just how it goes,
always a sunflower grows
tall
and strong, yellow like the sun
in summer and daffodils in spring.
That’s just how it goes,
God is the Father who knows
everything.
29th November 2010.
R. L. Allen
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/just-the-way-it-goes/
