Sometime I'm quiet
Sometimes I'm bold
Sometimes I feel young
Sometimes I feel old
Somtimes I do the opposite
Sometimes do what's told
Sometimes I buckle
But rarely do I ever fold
Somtimes I'm great
Somtimes I'm small
But lately I'm humble
If I'm anything at all
Sometimes I worry
Sometimes joke, jokes that are wry
Sometimes, often, I ask 'why? '
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes I wander
Sometimes I'm lost
Sometimes I feel the bitter lonliness
Of the cold winter frost
Sometimes I tremble
Sometimes I burn
Sometimes I stumble
Sometimes I yearn
Sometimes I dream
Sometimes I feel it's getting late
Sometimes I surmise
I must learn to rely on fate
JAMES T. ADAIR
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sometimes-233/
