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Cleaning Out My Mind
Cleaning Out My Mind
You think I'm planting flowers
To bloom here in the sun.
You just assume I'm pulling weeds
For it needs to be done.
Assumptions often fool you.
The accomplishment I seek,
Is to clean the cobwebs from my mind.
They clutter so and reek.
How can I think of springtime
When disappointments rail
From somewhere in my crowded head?
What are they? I won't tell.
But if you watch me closely
Today as on I work
One by one you'll find them there
Discarded in the dirt.
Bob oh boy! Wouldn't I like to discard some of those 'mind cobwebs' out in the dirt!
Nice read Jessica.....simple and refreshing.
Kim