Turns Backwards

Small something I wrote after life threw me some proverbial curve balls.

Sometimes the world turns backwards;

Just to let you know.

That everything is uncommon;

and in summer it might as well snow.

 

That nothing happens for a reason,

And your guess is as good as mine.

Sometimes there is no purpose,

But the uncommon will pass in time.

Author's Note

I have no poetic background and shudder to even tag it as such, but thanks for taking a couple seconds to look over it.