"SOMETIMES"


         Sometimes I wait for the telephone to ring,


          A wanting for a voice that does not sing.


         Sometimes I dream about and sometimes I cry,


       Love and peace are held deep Inside, understand.


       Sometimes I feel that I have to go away, I stay,


       So many things to do as I work and play, listen.


        Sometimes I'm a very tired and complicated soul,


          I'll keep on pushing till the day grows old.


        Sometimes I battle the Invisible fight, my fight,


     Something to prove as my time gets closer to the light.


         Sometimes I search for an Imagined hope of love,


        Can not find that which does not wish to be found.


        Sometimes I think that I am not seen by many eyes,


  Perhaps at times my mind Is closed and It Is I that am blind.


        Sometimes I wonder If the world does not need me,


          As I discover a wanting for more that It holds.
           Keith Garrett
                                                                        
            SOMETIMES