Random Thoughts

I walk on crossed roads

With petals many,

Some green, some yellow

And some a mid mix

There are footsteps that tap,

Some fast, some slow,

Some confused and random

I walk on crossed roads,

I can hear people talk,

Some loud, some whisper,

Few it seems like they’ve fallen in love...

I walk alone,

I drift, I sail, I hum,

Random thoughts pass,

Some fast, some slow, some waver,

Along with the mood

I walk on crossed roads

I drift, I sail, I hum...