A PIECE OF YOUR LIFE


   Amesbury, Massachusetts, a time long ago,


  You were once so full of life, a young woman 
  With dreams.

  Seasons of four, between  warm Summer months 
  And the snow,

  Your lovely smile, energy as only a young person 
  Would know.

  A time before there were no children, a teen of 
  The fifties,

  Rock 'N roll, Chuck Berry and Elvis, drive-in movies, 
  A young love.

  Who watched you run under the Summer sun, with 
  Whom did you run?

  What was it like to be only seventeen, dancing within 
 ? A dream

  Out on a Saturday night, convertible cars, a hamburger 
  Under the stars,

  Did the boys chase you as you would run with such a giggle, 
  Was this you?

  Your name was Barbara Jean, friends and high school back 
  In the fifties,

  A piece of your life, before you became a mother and a wife, 
  Your life.
                            Keith Garrett