A STRANGER

                       "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 yesterday.

  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 meaning.

 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 knw,

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

                                Keith Garrett   

2 thoughts on “A STRANGER

  1. We eventually, become, strangers in our own, worlds, as we tried, so hard, to find who we are, and, sometimes, we are, lucky enough to find the lost parts of our selves back, and yet, many, aren’t so, lucky, they stay lost, forever…

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