REFLECTIONS'


 Like the sunlight on a clear window, my 
 Image appears,

 Thoughts of yesterday bring a picture of 
 You to my heart.

 Wandering back to you Is a place In my 
 Dreams at night,

 Of the past It Is a part of you, live do you 
 In a piece of my today.

 On lakes and rivers, oceans and wet ground 
 After a storm,

 Reflections of a kind or memories brought 
 To our minds.

 Wishing, wondering what might have been,


 Backwards In time to watch has gone by, time.


 Mirrors are looked Into and looking back are the
 Faces,
 Reflections of another kind, thoughts that we find.


 Images of all kinds, like being children somewhere  


 Back In our minds.

               Keith Garrett