My Thoughts

My thoughts, they swirl, like dried up grass Everywhere on breezes- No sense, too many on the move Swooshing through my mind. I just can’t focus on the why You had to go with him. I thought we would be things in rings And marry up one day. But, no sense curling up tonight, Tomorrow or next days. You’re gone just like that blade of grass That just swooshed past my eyes. My thoughts, they swirl, like dried up leaves Everywhere around me. No sense, too many on the go Breezing through my mind. W.C.Hull © 2018-9-9-1045