Rainbows (Custance)/Life

by Olive Custance

For works with similar titles, see Life.

Life

 

I play with life on different daysIn different moods,Sometimes my wayward spirit straysIn wonderful solitudes.Sometimes I seek the crowded waysOf the world's gay multitudes.

Sometimes my soul is as fierce and madAs a winter sea;Sometimes my soul is brave and glad,And the hours are good to me,But often enough it is tired and sad,Poor waif of eternity!