I hear there is a mind
And an eye to it as well
There could be noise and wind behind
Or only a gentle breeze if you don’t dwell
Thoughts are what they are called
They can be magical and will have you enthralled
Keep them good,keep them kind
Bring more joy ,cheerful and refined
Thoughts are there and always there for you
Don’t let them take you down or make you blue
They are your precious treasure , so be wise
After gloomy days there will always be sunny skies
Don’t waste your thoughts on cries and moan
Because god is in every good thought you own
See god in everything and everyone around you
Life will be bed of roses,from the start to adieu J
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