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.

Music: Solitude

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Bob oh boy! Wouldn't I like to discard some of those 'mind cobwebs' out in the dirt!
Nice read Jessica.....simple and refreshing.