Sometimes are good times,
And sometimes are bad,
Sometimes, I long for,
The sometimes we had.
*
Sometimes, are lost times,
And sometimes, are found,
Sometimes, I yearn for,
The times not around.
*
Sometimes, are quiet times,
And sometimes, are still,
Sometimes, I look for,
Past memories to fill.
*
Sometimes, are new times,
And sometimes, are old,
Sometimes, I hope for,
Some more time to hold.
*
Sometimes, are gone times,
And sometimes I forget,
And sometimes I struggle,
With the times I regret.
helen midgley 
Interesting play of words. These sometimes would also go by… and yearning(for these lost sometimes) is the truth we are left with in the end. 🙂
Thanks, loving the comment 🙂
There really needs to be a “love” button. The like button just isn’t enough.
Ahh thanks Pamela, I’m loving your comment 🙂
So beautiful and true.
Thank you 🙂
Helen, this is amazing. Brilliant in its simplicity. I haven’t read poetry as good as yours in a while.
Thank you for such a lovely comment, I’m fairly new to poetry and write very simply, I’m not a clever poet, lol 🙂
Loved this! Really well done!