Sometimes

Sometimes I like to wander the street
Greeting and nodding at people I meet
Sometimes I like to sit in the park
Contemplating life till it gets dark
Sometimes I like to walk in the rain
Letting the pitter patter wash away my pain
Sometimes I like the night
Meandering my way guided by the moonlight
Sometimes I like the sun
Something about the bright light that brings fun
Sometime I like the snow
The cool fluffiness, yes it is cold I know
Sometimes I like the sea
Especially when it’s warm that’s where I want to be
Sometimes I like the freedom of the sky
It makes me feel like I am floating, up, up, so high
Sometimes I like the cool breeze
There’s something about the wind the way it moves with ease
Sometimes I like to be alone
The quietness and emptiness my resonance zone
Sometimes
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Yes just sometimes