A SAD SITUATION
A little bit different, a lonely child was she,
Her mother so out of touch, a young girls misery.
Shy and feeling so alone, not much of a happy home,
She did not fit in at school, something else about her.
They would tease and torment her, watch as her anger
Grew,
A sad situation for a girl who trusted very few.
The hurt in her heart would never mend, soon the end,
So different was she, this child no more to be.
Keith Garrett
Author: Man of many thoughts
A ROAD TRAVELED
A ROAD TRAVELED
When I awoke to a morning not yesterday,
Young was I as my first footsteps were learned.
Walked did I into each different day,
The more I traveled, the more I changed.
I learned of words, I saw many things,
The sun I saw rise but now it's overhead.
The leaves I saw were shaken from the trees,
As the world turned, again the leaves were to be.
Once a young boy played in the snow,
The more he walked, the less the snow would fall.
Sometimes he would see but things could not be seen,
A road traveled so fast, a blind man was he.
He walked very far, a life on his feet,
He's on his way back, almost home, older than he
Used to be.
Keith Garrett
A POEM TODAY
A POEM TODAY
Thoughts, many sights from my mind, visions
From the past,
Dreams about tomorrow, what may be, a poem today.
To write is a beautiful thing, whatever you want
It to be,
Change the world with a stroke of a pen, fact or
Fantasy begins.
Share with those whom do write and dream, those
Who do see,
Share our stories together as we travel the world
And universe.
We have the ability to take ourselves and others away
To unusual places,
A poem today about the love between two, the sun
And moon.
Hopes and dreams, struggles and pain of life, what
Keeps us strong,
A poem today that puts a smile on a face, comfort
And strength for a moment.
Keith Garrett
A PLACE TO DREAM
A PLACE TO DREAM
Away from here, far, far away I disappear,
Possibilities await me, they're only there.
Covered hills of grass so green, just you and me,
Beautiful trees, the warm, colorful, sun between.
A place to dream where the wind can be seen,
Where the sky can be touched, a place too dream.
A tune to my ears, that which soothes a soul,
A song in my heart, one that speaks words of you.
Hopes and wishes, fantasies or dreams,
Is there such a place for these, a place to dream.
Keith Garrett
A MOMENT IN THE SUN
A MOMENT IN THE SUN
Has it always been mine since the beginning
Of my time,
I was born to run, I was born to chase the wind,
So I run.
I've walked along the shore, my feet wet in the sand,
Holding hands, by myself I stand alone, a man.
There's been at times much fun, I am not done,
Friends and loved ones vanished as the hourglass runs.
When will it come I ask! this moment, my moment in
The sun,
It was yesterday, appeared again today, did I not see,
Tomorrow will I wonder when it is to be as it lives
All around me.
I had dreams of a girl once upon a time, she came to
Visit me,
She came to say hi, for just a moment in time, a moment
Gone by.
I've had a moment in the sun, a moment to run, to chase
The wind,
I've had a love who went away with the passing day,
She flies.
My journey takes me to a place but who follows behind,
On another day will catch me, slow down to that which
may be.
Keith Garrett
A PERFECT MOMENT
A PERFECT MOMENT
When darkness falls and the night is quiet,
Fighting is no more, words are of silence.
Sitting on a bench, hand in hand,
A drink for two on my private land.
When the echoes of sirens are no longer close,
The scream of the freeway is not near my home.
When all is everything I want it to be,
A fantasy is made in my own world to see.
A perfect moment can only be what we make it to be,
Things of change piece by piece, a perfect moment can
Be anything.
Keith Garrett
A PERFECT CRIME
A PERFECT CRIME
They think that they are of something unique,
No one ever is watching, no one sees they think.
They plot and they plan, not so logical, woman or man,
Thoughts that roam their scary, sick minds,
They act calm and kind as they plan ones demise.
A perfect crime of many sorts fill the criminal minds,
They seem not to worried about being caught at the time.
Going on with their deeds believing they will always
Be free,
When they plan a perfect crime, what is in their minds.
Keith Garrett
JERRY WEST, MR. CLUTCH
JERRY WEST
MR. CLUTCH
Nineteen thirty eight, born to a family, this
West Virginia boy,
Jerry West would one day be one of the greatest ever.
His father was a coal mine worker, abuse and pain,
A shotgun under his bed, in fear that he may be hurt
Again.
East bank high school, West Virginia university,
Zeke from Cabin Creek,
Nicknamed Mr. Clutch, famous buzzer beating, sixty
Foot shot,
Game three of the nineteen seventy NBA finals against
The Knicks.
Fourteen straight all star appearances for this great
Lakers star,
The NBA logo, his silhouette, "Mr. outside" his great
Perimeter play.
Purple gold uniform worn by a man, down the floor,
Game after game,
A nineteen seventy two thirty three game win streak
And a ring,
Many records set from college to the pros, a hall of
Fame player, Jerry West.
Keith Garrett
A MINUTE FROM HEAVEN
A MINUTE FROM HEAVEN
I live a life that seems more than half way done,
Started at a beginning, seen more than sun to sun.
I've walked this land and had my share of pain,
Friends whom have come and gone, love them just
The same.
A family through struggles and laughter,
Children grow up so fast, will they only remember
My name?
I had my share of good, other things I've paid
The price,
All I ask of you dear lord is that you consider my fight.
A minute from heaven is what we have each day,
Step by step when the time has come, would you kindly
Show me the way?
Keith Garrett
A MISSION FROM GOD
A MISSION FROM GOD
Sent down from heaven, an angel in disguise,
When once he was alive, a man with a name.
A mission from God, an assignment of much worth,
Too help the common man, a chance for mankind.
In some ways a lonely path, this spirit on a mission,
A faith so real as he attempts to guide the mortal being.
This angel that once walked an earthly path, walks again,
Roam a land where possibly once taken for granted.
A mission from God to help man better understand,
Don't take for granted while you still have a chance.
Keith Garrett
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