Thinking Day

It is a thinking day,

Snow blows wildly about

The window panes are thick with ice

I am warm, have no doubt.



It is a thinking day

A day of white and black

A day to ponder all the shades

Of grey, and what I lack.



It is a thinking day.

As all my chores are done,

I contemplate my present and

Just let the past rerun.



And in this thinking day

I thoughtfully apply

My knowledge and experience-

Which are in great supply.



This thinking day is good.

Life's influences do

Impact on me, often with pain.

I need time to renew.



It's been a thinking day

Of calm consideration

I've used my head to clear my heart

Ah, regeneration.




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