"WITHIN THE FOG"


 Trees standing, trees empty and alone,


 Mountains' cold, high above below.


 All around, within the fog life stands' still,


 A layer of white, floating, hovering so low.


 Within the fog, a world hidden from the light,


 Vanishes, disappears' as the suns' warmth overpowers.


 Beauty and life lie beneath, within the fog.


                           Keith Garrett                                

            IF I COULD STAND ON THE MOON


 From up so high beyond what Is sky, what
 I might see,

 Below motionless oceans, a creation of what 
 Was dreamed.

 The universe from all around, before these 
 Amazed eyes,

 From where I stand the earth could sit In my hand,
 Visualized.

 If I could stand on the moon then the stars I 
 Might touch,

 A comet speeding on by, a ride on It perhaps In 
 My mind.

 Darkness stays here with me as I am In a far off land,


 What lives up here all dances In rhythm like a 
 Quiet song.


 Run I could not but float like a balloon would 
 Be this man,

 If I could stand on the moon then I would be on 
 top of the world.

                      Keith Garrett

                        "FOLLOW ME"

 To everywhere I start from here, where I stand 
 I'll leave behind,

 Watch my steps and join with me, I'll walk from here 
 And travel far.
 I'll travel by bicycle across the land, across the 
 Open road,
 Around the world, around the world, follow me so 
 Very far.
 In a driven car from here to there, Into the sun 
 I'll make it there,
 Follow me as I wander through country of never ending 
 Horizon.
 The sounding whistle of a rumbling train catches my eye,

 Take my hand and jump Into a boxcar, ride, we will ride.

 Across the hills, over the bridge, and through tunnels 
 Of darkness,
 Faster we move to where It Is we travel, follow me, 
 follow me.
 I am the captain, I will be your guide as we journey 
 Under God's sky,
 Soon we must part from this locomotive driven by the man 
 Who cries.
 Down a grassy slope we walk many miles with the wind 
 At our backs,
 In the distance It sits, a giant balloon waiting under 
 The stars of the night.
 Follow me, tired as we make our way through the trees,
 Into a dream,
 It stands so high as we board It climbing up, up beyond 
 The clouds.
 Drift with me Into the wind and hang on to my arm as 
 We vanish,
 This Is the best of life, down, down we fall slowly 
 To the ground.
 Now take my hand and get ready as we begin a flight 
 Through the night,
 Fly with me above the world, hold on tight, we are 
 In heaven tonight.
 This journey takes us on a beautiful boat dancing on the 
 Sea, follow me,
 Around the world follow me, an adventure for two, not 
 Many will ever see.
                                                                                           Keith Garrett

                    WHEN YOU'RE ALONE

 From your window at home, In the night sky 
 Do you see,

 The stars that shine bright from heaven down 
 To thee.

 Do you Imagine life In a beautiful place, can 
 You see,

 Can you hear what's awake, creatures of the night?


 Do memories fill your pretty head with what Is 
 Now gone,

 A ghost walks your home from here until dawn.


 When you're working In your garden do you look around,


 Do you remember me when I once walked the grounds.


 Is there a song or a thought that sits In that heart,


 When you're alone do you ever think of me, do you feel.


 When you're alone then I am there, listen for my voice,


 When you're alone, I am everywhere.


                                                                                          Keith Garrett

                                                                                                                    
                   A BIG HEART



                                                                                           
 He was a small man but only in height,


 He would lose his wife as a child was born.


                                                                                                 
 Lou was his name, a man so kind,


 Trying to survive, taking care of his daughter.


 A job was needed, treated like some kind of freak,


 Turned away, desperate, he would steal for a meal.


 This is not who he was, why are people so ignorant 
 And mean,

 Confined to jail by one who did not care, a much 
 Needed favor.

 A daughter in danger, this little man with a big 
 Heart was needed,

 Risk his life he would, even for those who did look 
 Down upon.

 A big heart in a man who did appear to stand taller 
 Than all.

                Keith Garrett

                         PROMISES


 Blood of a man spills' from a wound created,


 From a wounded heart runs' blood unseen.


 Broken will be our spirits' by those we trust,


 These are the words' of men with no morality.


 Promises are made with the slip of a tongue,


 Easily spoken from minds' without thought.


 Hearts' and souls', those with no dreams',


 They take what they can, from their hands' 
 They squeeze.

 Promises, promises, words' with no character,


 From those with no heart, broken, always broken.


                         Keith Garrett 

                   KEEPER OF THE LIGHT


 Up In the air, he spreads' his wings,


 He stretches to the heavens' and sees many things.


 This God of the sun, keeper of the light,


 Soars In the sky on an eternal flight.


 So peaceful Is he, away up so high,


 Forever and ever, this spirit will fly.


 Keeper of the light, what do you see,


 Beyond the sun, a mystery to me?


 Through the wind you travel round and round,


 Watching over this star, from you there's no sound.


 I can only Imagine, you're a spectacular sight,


 Fly way up high, keeper of the light.


                    Keith Garrett

                  WORDS AND MUSIC


 A simple word, formed with others to create 
 Conversation,

 A tune heard passing by, music echoing in the 
 Dark of night.

 Words are every day, not heard from a deaf 
 Man's ears,

 Music is everywhere, there is nothing dangerous 
 To fear.

 Words can be scary, angry , sad, blue, words that 
 Are true,

 Music can take you far away beyond your same 
 Repeated day.

 Words and music, together become a beautiful song, 
 A story loved,
 An on going love affair, nothing has to go away or 
 Ever end.
                     Keith Garrett

                                                                                           
                        WOUNDS OF TIME


 Innocence and pure, the new born child,



 Day by day what's taught and learned.



 With an eye that which is witnessed,



 An ear, sounds of many spoken thoughts.



 Physical pain, hurtful words that disable and
 Change,


 Corruption and crime, nightmares of life that  
 Torment The mind.


 Like scars, lessons that make us strong,



 Wounds of time sometimes alter a clean mind.



 Can't is only a word, failure learned from weakness,



 Our minds and bodies see battles over time,



 Learn from them, survive, unkind are wounds of time.


                         Keith Garrett

                       "WITHOUT ME"

 You go home alone, pull Into the driveway 
 And stare,
 The house Is there and the dog Is barking, 
 Calling your name.
 The cat says hello as the evening sun drops 
 Behind the clouds,
 Windy Is the theme as Winter slowly drifts off
 Into sleep.
 Spring dreams all that Is possible, from their 
 Slumber they see,
 Rise up friends' of nature and listen to the sounds
 That are life.
 Through many windows are scenes of the past and 
 The present,
 Do you see me In one of those glass shaped memories, 
 Do you?
 Once wood taken and placed Into a brick layered dream 
 Of warmth,
 Dinner cooking on the stove as we watched the night 
 Vanish.
 Those you love rotate In a circle In and out of your 
 Home,
 They come running, they always come running back to you.

 Shadows appear everywhere, on your walls, memories 
 of days,
 Walk around the pool, sit In a chair do I and wonder 
 Who I am.
 Not a secret by any means, a truth of love for 
 Another's heart,
 Where did you go, why did you fly away so high, 
 Without me?
 I was given a smile, your touch upon my skin, your 
 Touch,
 We felt each other, flesh to flesh from the outside In,
 Listen,
 Without you Is me, without you Is beauty not seen, 
 Without you,
 Without me Is you.

                                                                                       Keith Garrett