LET ME PRETEND
I am somewhere else, far away from this,
The only sound is of birds in the trees happily.
The crime filled streets and sirens are not with me,
There are no voices of thought to ruin my day I say.
Everything is much louder in the real world today,
Peace seems like a rare, lost, gift that will never be again.
Let me pretend that I am not here where there lives trash and fear,
A little bit better, just for a moment, let me pretend.
Keith Garrett
Wow. That’s beautiful!
Thanks for reading
Beautiful write-up!
Thanks for reading
On Sun, Nov 25, 2018 at 9:44 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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