LEAVING IT ALL BEHIND
I stop where i’m standing looking around,
What is this madness born to us all.?
Leaving my work, my home, and the things known to me,
Go away to a place up high, way back in the hills.
There are no people of judgement to listen to,
The loud sounds of tragedy lost in my travel.
There is no anger or the struggle to survive,
Out here only nature to hear me cry.
Leaving it all behind,
The life that was once mine.
Keith Garrett
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LOVED IT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks for reading.
On Tue, Aug 13, 2019 at 2:25 AM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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Awesome. Would love to do it myself. Leave the huldrums of the busy city and connect with nature. Thanks for sharing.
M new to blogging. If possible plz see my posts and give your valuable inputs. Thanks
Thanks so much for reading.
Well don’t go too far. We all like you here.
Thank you for reading and your thoughts.
On Thu, Aug 29, 2019 at 9:16 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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