"A STRANGER"

 Cobwebs and tumbleweeds, traces of life and the past,

 A forgotten road not so often traveled, not anymore.

 Where do they go, the ones we once knew and walked with,

 More and more they become ghosts, faded faces from 

 Time slips away slowly Into my tomorrow where my memories 
 Are found,

 Friends' are now strangers, strangers are now my friends.'

 There once lived a woman who I did not know, she lived  
 Her Life without me.

 In her there was not a thought of me, for me she had no 

 This stranger that I had not met would someday be the
 Love A man could not forget.

 Like the wind forever blowing, she has drifted, a  
 Stranger I never knew,

 Where did you go,! where did you go,! A stranger I love, a 
 Woman, I'll never know.

                        Keith Garrett   

7 thoughts on “A STRANGER

  1. Keith, your poem echoes with a long forgotten woman in Montana’s past. She wandered off, never to be seen again. When the wind blows out of the Crazy Mountains, this stranger still lives.

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