MY MIND IS AN ISLAND


          My mind Is an Island, many places to roam,


       Different things' that I see when I'm on my own.


                 If wander I do too far away,


           Lost might I be In this land made for me.


                See as I do and think as I may,


      There are beautiful things' In my thoughts' everyday.


       I can find my way back too where It Is I should be,


      If I'm looking the right way or a trail I might leave.


      My Island can be peaceful and sunny or stormy and dark,


   I'd rather be happy and have my Island be a walk In the park.


    Keith Garrett