Carried Away Poem by Audrey Heller

Often when I'm alone, with nothing
special to do, my thoughts seem
to go astray and that's, when I think
about you. It's not a strange
occurrence, for when I'm idle, there's
much more time to think. Then before
I turn around, the time goes by, as
quick as a wink. Why is it so different,
when I can't wait, for a day to come to
an end? It seems, like it goes on
forever, like a river that has no bend.
So I'll just keep sitting all alone, with
nothing special to do and let my
thoughts, go astray. That's a place,
I don't mind being, as it's then, I
get carried away!