Looking For Something
everyone is looking for something
something to hide,
something to lock,
someone to get close
someone has to stop
when there is no talking
because it only leads to walking
everyone is looking for something
a bunch of flowers,
space on their own,
just a few hours,
someone has got to tend the garden
even if they trample over your flowers
and never say, pardon
everyone is looking for something
a winter time parade,
in a summertime day
an open invitation,
where you can bring your own spade
James Garratt – December 2001
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Looking for Something – Written December 2001 (Aged 26)
