I lost my thinking cap today,
oh, how I wish I knew where it lay.
without it, my thoughts are like scrambled eggs,
floating aimlessly, through mental dregs.
I searched my bedroom high and low,
between the pillows and blanket's flow.
but the cap was gone, nowhere to be found,
leaving my mind in a perpetual round.
I tried retracing my steps from dawn,
but even my memory seemed to be gone.
I asked my dog, as if he'd reply,
he wagged his tail, as I let out a sigh.
I checked the fridge, perhaps it's inside,
But all I found were leftovers for me to hide.
I rummaged through my brain's dusty shelf,
But alas, no thinking cap, just myself.
Perhaps a squirrel snatched it away,
to wear while pondering on a sunny day,
or maybe a bird mistook it for its nest,
and now it rests upon a feathered crest.
I miss the cap's wisdom, its clever advice,
without it, I'm left feeling rather precise,
so, if you happen to find a cap that thinks,
please let me know, for my sanity's brink.
So if you happen upon my cap somewhere,
please return it with utmost care,
for with it, my thoughts will be intact,
and my mind freed from this confusing act.
In this era of speed we all have lost our thinking caps. Fabulous poem.
Ha ha ha....without cap, I suspect your dog must have taken for Poo.... Just kidding.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I will search your and mine thinking CAPS, I also lost it BTW. Awesome poem Sheeya, lOVED IT....