Untitled poem by Andrew
By Andrew Winter
Where do we look,
To think out our lives,
What do we need,
To grow and survive.
It's all in the mind,
The thoughts that we have,
Emotions and all,
Happy and sad.
Whether we write or paint,
Sing or design, I
it’s all in the mind,
In yours and mine.
To all of life’s problems,
Be they simple or tough,
Thought is the key,
Good thinking enough.
So why do us all,
Still poison our brains,
Great thinkers are born,
But lose it again.