"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 who 
 Is blind.

 Sometimes I wonder If the world does not need me,


 As I discover a wanting for more that It holds.

          SOMETIMES   Keith Garrett