Sometimes

Sometimes you’re healthy
And sometimes you’re not
And sometimes you’re grateful
For all that you’ve got.

Sometimes you wish, though,
For what you can’t get
And sometimes you do things
You’ll later regret.

Sometimes you’re happy
And sometimes you’re down
And sometimes a smile is
Replaced with a frown.

Few things have always
Or never attached;
They’re likely as skeeter bites
Staying unscratched.

So I’ll stick with sometimes,
For I can rely
On the wiggle room
Always can never supply.