Poems to be read aloud Book

I bought this book over twenty years ago when I was living in London. During the time I was there I started and stopped my career in physics, lost my way in art and lost my girlfriend. Samuel Johnson said: "when a man is tired of London, he is tired of life." Well, I was tired of life but not tired of London. Part of that had to be from riding the tube and seeing these poems sandwiched between ads. They really uplifted me and put me in another place for the small amount of time spent reading and reflecting on them.

Because of the memories of what happened in London, I couldn't bring myself to read the book in all the time since then, I wanted to be past it all. However, the last lines of the last poem of the book crystallized how I felt after reading the book and thinking how far I have come from that sad person sitting in the tube, musing on a poem. It is from "Something" by Sheenagh Pugh:The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrow
that seemed hard frozen: may it happen for you.