Sometimes I feel the need to write,
other times, thoughts are bound up tight.
There are moments that I need to hug,
and others I feel like cutting a rug.

The fetal position is sometimes needed
when you are gutted and soul is bleeding.
Some days require a smile brighter than the sun,
and the need to go and do something fun.

A few hours in life contain love and pain,
as you watch your love's life drain away.
Glad you are, they have no more moans,
then you realize, that you are alone.

Wedding days and lifting veils,
like you found the holy grail.
Others minutes are of pure joy,
no matter if its a girl or a boy.

Seconds, minutes, days and years,
enjoy them, be happy, have a beer,
but take the good with the bad
and realize they are the only ones you get to have.