Some Days Poem by Juan Olivarez

Some days I'm happy, and some days I'm sad.
Sometimes I'm good, and sometimes I'm bad.

Some days I'll smile, and some days I'll cry.
Some days I just walk underneath that blue sky.

Some days I like to stay to myself,
Some days I'll read a good book, off of my shelf.

Some days I like to just stay in bed,
But so many visions run through my head.

Some days I'll write poetry or play the guitar,
Though I'm not the best at either by far.

But most days I'm just me, and that is just fine,
Cause I keep getting better, like an old wine.