Waiting aound the corner

Was a thought I let free.

It was standing by it self,

Just hoping to meet me,

Here it was all alone,

I recognized it instantly.

Never thought I'd see it again,

But it waited patiently.

It told me what it wanted,

Seems it was incomplete.

I filled in the missing void,

And got it back on its feet.

Hate to see a thought wasted,

Wandering around aimlessly.

This thought was wise enough,

To come back to who set it free.