Not a poem do I write this day, not a thought to display,

I have not much to say, written words are few, what can I say.

My mind seems a bit tired, weary am I from a few years of war,

I’m thinking but all is scrambled, trying too hard is a tiring job.

Some projects, working in the yard will be of peace as I wonder,

I’m sure that I will come back here and visit as the day moves on.

No thoughts today as I set my mind at ease, disappear into a quiet place,

I need to breathe easy and take myself away but I will return soon,

No thoughts today, as you may read, I have not much to say.

Keith Garrett

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