Sometimes

Sometimes Yesterday, Why did I chide her? Sitting and sobbing, In a room near the stair, And my ears listening, My heart throbbing With her cry, not fair, My mind says, I did to her, Sometimes I’m a little rude, Though always good at heart, Sometimes heart is so full, That it could fall apart, Sometimes I smile and wonder, The heart I loved is gone forever, And the life is like a shallow river, No depth to charm the swimmer, Sometimes, autumn Sends withered leaves, Blowing and rustling all day, Like a tattered, flying mass, Splashing my heart’s window glass, Sometimes I’m happy and sad, Sometimes I’m warm and cold, Sometimes I’m alive and dead, Sometimes it’s all in my head, Situations keep changing, The world keeps spinning around, While from within I’m whirling around......