Thoughts

Thoughts’ descendants

Take away independence

They live in a tomorrow

From which we borrow

Hopes and dreams

Take us to extremes

Life’s lows and highs

Become the mind’s eyes

Thoughts’ descendants

They are resplendent

In memory’s deep sky

Which we longingly spy

For an infusion of joy

Thoughts are in its employ

We are taken afar

Back into the mind’s jar