At Times...

At times alone.

At times I grieve,

At times I moan.

At times I wander, 

To find my way.

At times I just stroll,

To reach nowhere.

At times in the sun,

I toil and sweat.

And when it goes down at night,

My eyes make it wet.

At times in the day,

I feel the dark.

I can stand a roar,

At times I dread a bark.

At times I hope,

To see the new sun shone.

At times I look back,

To see the times that have gone.