"A STRANGE"


       Cobwebs and tumbleweeds, traces of life and the past,


        A forgotten road not so often traveled, not anymore.


      Where do they go, the ones we once knew and walked with,


    More and more they become ghosts, faded faces from yesterday.


    Time slips away slowly Into my tomorrow where my memories are found,


      Friends' are now strangers, strangers are now my friends.'


  There once lived a woman whom I did not know, she lived her life without me,


 In her there was not a thought of me, for me she had no meaning.


   This stranger that I had not met would someday be the love a man could not forget,


   Like the wind forever blowing, she has drifted, a stranger I never knew.


 Where did you go,! where did you go,! A stranger I love, a woman I'll never know.


                                               Keith Garrett