Close your eyes and see If a picture comes to mind,
A thought about something seen out in the world.
Could It be possibly a scent In the air that holds a memory,
Tasting a favorite food that reminds one of a place in time.
When I write there are many possibilities that come to life,
I might just close my eyes for a moment and breathe.
A title appears In my mind, words from feelings arrive,
Inspiration comes from different things that are explored.
When I write day or night the world belongs to me,
Whatever I write when I write Is share for you to read.
Keith Garrett
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