Me and my thoughts!

I might be writing this now
I could be penning down my thoughts
It sometimes makes me wonder how

I sit down and think with a smile
Let my mind wander awhile
Roam over the days deeds
To see if it could be somewhere it leads

I may not be able to define
The expressions more feminine
But I know deep down
It’s my attitude freshly mown
I sing along as I pen
Figuring out my mind’s den
My thoughts could be one place
And my writing on another face
Yet it manages to take shape
Despite having been like a lost snow flake
Landscapes, sceneries, snow peaked mountains, waterfalls…I could be thinking
Chirping, rustling, hooting, howling, lashing, buzzing…I might be linking
Wet earth, flowery fragrance, an unmistakable essence….i could be smelling
Friendship, love, hate, pain, sorrow….my mind could be dwelling
Ultimately what goes around comes around
With beauty defined beyond bounds
And that’s exactly what makes me plot
No matter what the thought!