A WISE MAN SAID


  A wise man said, never angry to bed,


  Let go of the anger or sorrow that fills your heart.


  Think before you act, be wise with your choice,


  Put your thoughts together, before words come 
  Out wrong.

  Physical violence is not a last resort,


 You've traveled too far, now you are lost.


  A wise man said, you can't always get what 
  You want,

  Things won't always go your way, keep control 
  And pray for another day.

  If first you don't succeed, try, try again,


   When the morning sun rises, another chance you'll have.


   A wise man said, but a wiseman is one who can 
  Keep a clear head.

                                     Keith Garrett

                            I CAN SEE TOMORROW!


   So clear to me, clear to see,


   Yesterday Is gone, gone away.


   Today will soon be In the past,


  It will be yesterday, I see this today.


  Tomorrow Is not yet here, this Is clear,


  When It comes, It will turn Into today,


   Soon disappear Into yesterday.


   I can see tomorrow, I see this today,


  Many things' to discover, what comes my way.


  What's out on the horizon, still a mystery,


  It moves forward Into my life, to be my today.


                                 Keith Garrett

                                FOLLOW THE RIVER


  Watching the water, as It flows' down stream,


  I walk Its' path, on either side.


  As the river turns, swaying from side, to side,


  The rushing water crashes, and throws' Itself at me


  As I make my way along.


  On my journey, past trees and hills,'


  Notice do I the bright sun, and big white clouds' 
  Passing me by.

  Follow, follow the river on a course chosen by Itself,


  Onward, downward, until such a place where the 
   Water lies still.
   I follow the river to a resting spot,


   Now, It Is time for this soul to sleep.


                                        Keith Garrett

                                            FLIGHT


 There up high, I stare to the wide open sky,


  Watch as I do, you circle round, and round.


  Free to fly, soar with the wind, I see you fly,


  What Is It that you see, as you drift through the air?


  Spread those wings' and sail, sail to anywhere,


  Beneath the stars,' under heaven above, fly.


  What the Lord has given to you Is the gift of flight,


  Fly away, fly away, get lost Into the night.


  Created were you, by he without a face,


  Spirit In the sky, will take you on a special flight.


  Make your journey, through the clouds' moving by,


  Into the sun, that shines from so far away.


  Finish your flight, goodbye, I say farewell, 


  Fly, fly far away.

                                      Keith Garrett 

                                FACES OF CLOWNS'


  Disguises are worn, they hide a world of fear,


  Hidden with colors' of false smiles, or frozen frowns.


  We laugh and we dance, juggle our thoughts' and 
  Emotions,

  Our world Is a cage, a circus of freaks' and 
  Entertainment.

  We challenge our own mortality, on a high wire, 
  We dance,

  Shot through a cannon to where we may land, 
  Life in hand.

  Faces of clowns', dressed In costumes, they seem 
  Secure,

  Acts put on for children, are they not the young that 
  Have tears.

  We dress In our own costumes, put on a face that 
  We choose,

  Is what appears' real, only a magicians' magic, a 
  Trick of sorts?

  Whatever expression we wear, whatever makeup 
  We're made of,

  Faces of clowns', we all live with faces of clowns'.


                                 Keith Garrett