Thinking, Thinking, Thinking
Thoughts waft out of my ears
Catching some people
As they walk by
You were in one of my thoughts
That couldn’t escape through my ears
So your memory was swimming
Around in my head
All day.
I didn’t want it to go, really.
So, I held onto it,
Maybe for a rainy day
When I’ve already given all my
Other thoughts away.
Then, I’ll slowly
Let you out of my head
And maybe your memory
Will catch some rain
And make a rainbow in my room.
©Jenni Davenport