Gently, Gently, Be Careful Where You Tread
As he looks at all the stuff
that‘s stored inside his head
he marvels at how randomly it’s all been packed away
“Gently, gently, be careful where you tread”
he reminds himself to move about with care
although he’s been up there many times before
and knows his way around
there are some dodgy places up there on his attic floor
as he looks about him with wonder and delight
there are things up there that he’d rather just forget
that he wishes he’d never done
that are cause for deep regret
but, when taken as a whole
he is pleased with what he finds up there
a veritable hodgepodge of life’s travails and pleasures
admitting that at times he should have paid more care
he considers it all to be his very own box of chocolates
he has his favourites that he wishes there were more of
and there are those that he vehemently wishes
he could quietly just get rid of
I wonder what it’s like
to be inside your head
would you like to spend some time
in somebody else’s head instead
even for just a moment
perhaps an entire day
and rummage through what they have there
all secretly stored away.
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