A Mind Is A Wondrous Thing Poem by Audrey Heller

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Audrey Heller

Audrey Heller

Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida

A Mind Is A Wondrous Thing



Our mind is just like a sponge. It
absorbs everything we've learned
and remains with us, for as long as
we live. However, there are those
who show no interest. Their mind
is like a sieve. Taking all things
into consideration, whatever we've
learned, is stored away. Somewhat,
like an index file. Everything is
arranged into place and will stay
there for a long, long while. When
you need to call on it for some
information, it's then you'll have to
tap into your resources, which is
our memory bank. It isn't always
a success and at times, it will
become a blank. Whichever way
you want to to access it, the mind
is truly a wonderous thing. You may
not even realize, you know as much
as you do. Just remember, to have
confidence and that confidence, will
see you through!

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Audrey Heller

Audrey Heller

Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida
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