A PERFECT MOMENT
When darkness falls and the night is quiet,
Fighting is no more, words are of silence.
Sitting on a bench, hand in hand,
A drink for two on my private land.
When echoes of sirens are no longer close,
screams of the freeway are not near my home.
When all is everything I want it to be,
A fantasy is made in my own world to see.
A perfect moment can only be what we make it to be,
Things of change piece by piece, a perfect moment
Can be anything.
Perfect moment is the one you are in at present.
Thanks for reading.
On Fri, Apr 16, 2021 at 7:39 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote: