th0ts

th0ts

the grandkids blow with small puffs into their wands that are dripping with soapy water

screaming with glee

as bubbles form

grow

and let loose

blowing across their yard

some breaking immediately with a quiet pop

some piggyback onto another one

and some fly away into the distance

never to be seen again

such are my th0ts

the th0ts  in my head

whirl and spin

sometimes bumping into each other

and once in a while pirouetting

i marvel at them

and other times i am left breathless

amazed

and often exhausted

there are many th0ts

some eloquent

or they would be if given voice

others

well, kind of messy

cluttered

piled

as if perhaps discarded ?

hmmmm

th0ts

good

bad

ugly

elegant

classy

profound

mixed with messy

reoccurring

simple 

th0ts

old ones from years gone by

some in fact, are defining moments

that have been stored away in my mind and heart

other th0ts are merely not true

but they sometimes take a life of their own

and i sometimes live as if they were

th0ts about me as a child

a teen

a young adult

a young wife

a mom

a working woman

oh there are so many th0ts there 

some feel like they should be buried

and i often wonder why they keep coming to the surface

others feel like they were yesterday

and they bring joy as i recall them

th0ts on marriage

truthful th0ts

some shared

some journal led

some remain unspoken

and others unwritten

except in the indelible ink of my memory and mind

the unwritten ones

especially about marriage and love

are full of intrigue and warm fuzzes

lest perhaps some may think my marriage has been perfect

or without drama

i would hate to burst your bubbles with my th0ts

lol

th0ts

all mine

old ones

new ones

happy ones

sad ones

exciting ones

mundane

fleeting

lasting

funny

serious

 th0ts

i sit

i watch

i think

i think a lot actually

my th0ts come

and go

and sometimes come around again

some stay

and those th0ts

are all mine

all

mine

 th0ts