They tumble like tumbleweeds.
Sometimes I watch them tumble by –
one, and then another and another.
But I catch some, too
and hold them close to me awhile
but let them go as others lure me.
I can hold two or three at once
and then I free some
as others come along
compelling me to release a thought
I felt I could discard.
It has gone this way
for all my days.
But my thoughts are different now
than when I started watching them
and holding some – long years ago –
way back before I can remember.