(in the style of Dr. Seuss)
I need to think.
Think, think, think!
I think sometimes,
My thinks, they stink!
When from Truth
My thinks, they shrink,
When from Goodness,
My thinks, they sink,
Then my thinks, they stink, they stink!
When from straight paths
My thinks, they kink,
When from God
I lose my link,
Then my thinks, they stink, they stink!
When my thinks worry sends
Round and round the rink,
When at sin
my eyes they wink,
Then my thinks, they stink, they stink!
But when renewed
Have been my thinks,
From my eyes
Blinders go – Kerplink!
My glasses change from black to pink,
My thinks, my thinks no longer stink!
Julie Bonderov is a voracious reader who enjoys children, animals, music and color. She is an RN who has worked in local hospitals in pediatrics and as a school nurse. She enjoys encountering other cultures, languages and cuisine. Julie collects how to say, “Don’t cry.” in other languages