I wandered today through the valleys of my mind
Searching for the meaning of a thought of mine
That came to me, I think, in a hazy dream
The thought was of some words I spoke
In thoughtless anger to another, so it seemed
That bothered me no end, I went on a search
I coursed through all the dales I had seen
And traveled in dreams, but, to no avail
How can I go on not aware, of who I had hurt
And why? Is this a lesson for me to attend
To what I may say, in jest? It surely is!
Then again, what can I do to mend
A broken fence, a careless spoken word and
A heart broken by the same? I’m sorry
Does not do it. That is not enough.
What did I say or do unkind?
I’ve traveled all the valleys of my mind and
Cannot recall a single spoken thought
Or word or of a dream unfolded
To reality to hurt another.
I will go on searching, the valleys of my mind
For the means to never hurt my fellow man.
I don’t like tears, especially if they’re not mine.
Love and happiness for all others
That alone is my desire.
Copyright © 2011 Charles E. Frost
February 24, 2011