The little girl has thoughts to ponder At the close of another day Troubled thoughts of highs and lows Old thoughts webbed with decay
Some thoughts are ones profound- Hard to understand and cope Others... foggy, hazy thoughts... Thick as if viewed through suds of soap
Troubling thoughts are now colorless- Dwindling in the mind as she plays These taughting thoughts tease no more For Christ's spirit bids them away beyond the door of reality !