I acquire new thoughts everyday, from so many sources, that pass my way,
My thoughts, come from feelings inside, and from experiences,
I learned, in this life's ride.
Thoughts can be from longpassed days, or visions I see,
that may come my way.
Some thoughts will stay, they keep coming around,
others, I forget, before I sit down.
Some thoughts are long, they make me think,
others so fast, like a simple eye blink.
Some thoughts can excite me when they come in my head,
others relax me, as I fall asleep in bed.
Sometimes my thoughts seem so plain, others I think, I'm going insane.
There are thoughts, I see as words in my mind,
others are pictures, like a colorful sign.
Often my thoughts, can change, in a second, or two,
Depending where I am, and what I have to do.
Some thoughts, I can explain in such a simple way,
others, I stumble, like a child at play.
My thoughts guide me, through each, and every day,
for without them, I would be lost, just a stray.
The thoughts in my mind, I have collected over time,
The thoughts I think, I write in ink.
Tom Maxwell copyright 12/28/2002 A.D.
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