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Dear DU: I am dedicating this poem to y'all because within the next 48 hours something good is going to happen.
Something Is Going To Happen By Robert Penn Warren
Something is going to happen, I tell you I know. This morning, I tell you, I saw ice in the bucket. Something is going to happen and you can't duck it. The way the wind blows is the way the dead leaves go. Something is going to happen, and I'm telling you so.
Something is going to happen, I declare it. It always happens on days like this, Mother said. No, I didn't make the world, or make apples red, But if you're a man you'll buck up and try to bear it. For this morning the sun rose in the east, I swear it.
Something is going to happen, I swear it will. Men have wept watching water flow, And feet move fastest down the old track they know. Look, look!—how light is lying across that hill! Something may happen today if you don't sit still.
Something is going to happen without a doubt. If you aren't careful it may happen this very minute. Have you looked in a drawer and found nothing in it? Have you ever opened your mouth and tried to shout, But something happened and the shout would not come out?
Something is going to happen whatever you say. Whether you look out the window or walk in the door Some things will be less, and other things more. It's simply no use to turn your head away. Something is bound to happen on a day like today
To change everything, any-which-a-way, For the sound of your name is only a mouthful of air And the lost and the found may be found or lost anywhere. 'Therefore to prepare you there's one more thing I must say: Delight may dawn, as the day dawned, calmly, today
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