Sometimes..


When I get quirky
you better watch out
for I may just leap
or I may just shout.

Sometimes I stand
on my head,
it is true!
I am not crazy
I just like the view.

Sometimes I giggle
cause the love overflows
and nobody cares
cause nobody knows.

Sometimes I am cheerful
and smile at the ceiling
cause I figure he knows
just how I’m feeling.

Sometimes I dance
alone in the dark
without any light
I can still see a spark.

Sometimes just like Alice
I like things to get crazy
when people get active
forgetting to be lazy.

When bubbles of laughter
come popping like flowers
I could watch it all day
I could live it for hours.

When I get this way love
no one can contain
I just have to spin
and play hopscotch in the rain.

Cause life is so quick now
here and then not
we’ve got to jump forward
and begin on the spot.

Sometimes I am wacky
and lie down on the lawn
cause life is just too quick dear
one second you’re here
then sudden,
It’s gone.

 

Published by Bexley Benton. (Pen name)

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog.

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