Some Days Poem by Tony Cooney

Some days it seems you have jets on your heals.
This feeling will last forever.
Then somedays you find that your laces are tied.
Your laces are tied together.

Some days you find that your tongue gets tied.
Words are shy and won't be spoken.
Some days words flow like the sea to the shore.
In waves the barriers are broken.

Some days it seems your plans are just dreams.
That disappear when you are awoken.
Somedays your fears outweigh your ideas.
Which lie in bits, in silence and broken.

Somedays is somedays, not all days and always.
There's always somebody smiling.
There will always be laughter and happy ever after.
But be aware of the fake and beguiling.