A CHANGING MAN

Sit down my darling, sit back and relax, just listen,

I’m here to tell you a story about the life of a man.

Like an outlaw roaming the countryside day to day,

Mistakes not realized as he rides blindly Into loneliness.

Selfish and angry, as this anger stole the beauty and hope

Of what the world had to offer, nothing seen through his eyes.

Riding each day Into every sunset, never watching It go down,

Wasting time, running from a chance for happiness, this man.

Into his life one day, a woman of such beauty, In his eyes he did see,

Still taking for granted all there could be, holding on to mistrust.

She went away, she went far away, she saw the sunset, not he,

A changing man lives today, he rides and rides with his head held high.

Mistakes understood, selfishness gone away, anger turned to laughter,

He can see the beauty of this world through his now opened eyes.

Wasting no time as he does not run, he watches the sun go down,

Someday with her again to see the sunrise, to watch the sun go down.

A changing man can see, a changing man Is he.

Keith Garrett