UNDERSTANDING

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FIELDS OF HEATHER

Situations arise now and then,
We find ourselves asking why
and when.

Some find their hearts delight,
While others always put up a
fight.
Happiness is here, sadness is
there,
Some don't even try to care.
Days are bad, then some are
good,
We don't do what we should.
What we shouldn't is what we
want,
The past returns sometimes to
haunt.
We turn around wonder why,
We'll understand as time goes
by.

(c) copyright heather burns

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Starward's picture

This is a lovely poem. I am curious how you determine where the line breaks, and why the rhyme (mostly in the second instance, and sometimes in the first) occupies its own line. Is this a stanza of your own creation, or it is established somewhere? I believe I have asked this question before, without reply, which I presume might have been an oversight. I ask it again because, quite frankly, it is a question of intense curiosity for me.


Starward

heatherburns35's picture

I am sorry I have been so

I am sorry I have been so late answering your question.
The line breaks is my own creation. It just feels right to me.
thanks for asking. heather