INSIDE MY BOOK

A life of thoughts lay in words beyond this cover,

Places I have seen or dreamed are remembered here.

Imagination, fantastic stories created from this mind,

So many places visited, each day a scene made up or recalled.

Inside my book are worlds not seen but for me dreamed,

There are those special lands where I once stood as a child.

Inside my book, there are things revealed about love and pain,

Friends thought of whom are between these pages, not seen.

That who I am rests here behind a cover, on paper saved,

My creation of emotion, fantasy, and dreams shared always.

Keith Garrett