My thoughts, they drift like clouds on high, A never-ending stream that passes by, They come and go, they ebb and flow, Like tides that rise and fall below.

Sometimes they're bright, like morning sun, And fill my heart with joy and fun, But other times they're dark as night, And fill my mind with fear and fright.

My thoughts can wander far and wide, To places I've been or those I've spied, They can take me back to memories past, Or dreams of the future that will last.

Sometimes they dance like leaves on trees, Or flutter like birds in the breeze, But other times they weigh me down, Like heavy stones that make me frown.

My thoughts, they are a part of me, A never-ending symphony, They guide me through life's twists and turns, And help me find the lessons learned.

So I embrace my thoughts with care, And take the time to be aware, For they are the essence of my soul, And make me whole, make me whole.