My Thoughts Poem by Marie WardAlonge

I want to search the world
And still be free as a bird.
Capture that heart of gold.
Touch one's soul
Until I grow old.
And with time, have rapport with any race,
Let it evolve with beauty and grace.

To allow silly little things; whether they mean anything.
Have the happiness they can bring.
To see rainbows and then stars
From afar.
No thanks, I don't need a cigar.

To go from rags to riches
And if I choose, still keep my britches.
To not stand in place.
To be amused with a straight face.
To express my words with feelings
Without coming off as a villain.

To allow to some degree,
To just be me.
To not be judge,
Sometimes, I need a hug.

Sometimes, I am curious.
I am a lady who tries not to be furious.
Love, I try to maintain.
Happiness is difficult to sustain.

I beseech one's presence.
I am haunted by one's absence.
Sometimes, the pain thickens.
Some days, I am tickled.
My mind is sometimes fickle.

I can be inexorable.
Yet, I am tolerable.
To hope bad people will change.
Let us help those who are deranged.
I try to understand the ones who are considered strange.

I didn't just wake one day
And say I can save the world my way.
These words I have been taught.
You have your opinions.
I have my thoughts.