Sometimes

Sometimes when i smile,
I can keep going for miles
Some days are full of sorrow,
and worries of the ‘morrow.

Some days in the skies i soar,
stand tall and roar,
And sometimes i’m a rat,
scared of every passing cat.

Some days its peaceful
and life is cheerful,
But sometimes i am at war,
Fighting till i am sore.

Sometimes i am winter,
pure but cold and bitter,
and sometimes i am spring,
a child playing on the swing.

Most times i laugh
and sometimes i cry,
But sometimes i smile,
for those who are dear
I mask my tears,
and hide my fears..

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