Wandering Thoughts

• Ahelee Rahman, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2016

When I look at the window by my side,
The thoughts wander far and wide.
Even when I'm across the sea,
The thoughts still come to me.
Thoughts are what I think about,
Each day I take a different route.
Every single different date,
Thoughts come early, thoughts come late.
Still they come every day,
Still in thoughts, I'm on my way.