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 live trash and fear,
A little bit better, just for a moment, let me pretend.
Keith Garrett
keithgarrettpoetry 
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Thanks so much
On Fri, Jun 12, 2020 at 10:41 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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You’re welcome!
I have the feeling that most of the world is pretending along with you, Keith… I know I am…
Thanks for your thoughts
On Sat, Jun 13, 2020 at 1:57 AM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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Beautiful, we wish we could pretend.
Thanks for reading.