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 every day.


 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