While i wait
Again these thoughts go for a stroll, Ignoring all I say. They walk through memories, In their own lonely way. Many moments surface, lost and deep, Leaving me adrift and blue. Words hide, and moments creep, Like forever, stretched in view. My heart sings a quiet song, Hoping thoughts will turn around. Why do they wander, far and long, Lost in memories they have found? They stop the clock, make time stand still, Time usually rushing by. A wandering journey, against my will, Leaving me only to sigh.