WIND IN THE FOREST


Wandering, walking, leaving behind this world for 
A while,

Letting my footsteps' take me beyond what I know, 
Letting go.

Deep, deep Into a land of which perhaps there's 
No return,

Chances taken by a man with many fears, today I live.


Trees so high that darkness fills the sky, can't 
See the light,

Where the moon rests, not visible to these searching
Eyes.

Sounds' of the forest are the only company to me,


Speaking words to the trees, does anything listen?


I can feel and hear the wind In the forest,


It speaks In sound, It Is with me, It finds me.


        Keith Garrett 

                   A PAGE FROM YESTERDAY


Memories, a window to our past, pictures of special 
Times,
Friends we once knew, where are they now, somewhere.

There are those no longer among us, their story 
Is written,
A book closed, put away on a shelf but forever 
cherished.
We thought as children that life was magic and wishes,

Teenagers having fun trying to figure out where we 
Were going.

We were fortunate to have been given such friends' 
Back in time,
Lucky If we are still blessed with their presence today.

We take a page from yesterday, off comes that book from 
Its place,
Remember that friend In our heart that never disappears, 
That face.

A voice that was once heard, a smile, now an echo, 
Forever a thought,
Well! today some of those faces, those voices, and a 
Smile remembered.
Are here to share a night, a memory and a page again 
Written, a book,
                  Keith Garrett  

                     MY MIND IS AN ISLAND


 My mind Is an Island, many places to roam,


 Different things that I see when I'm on my own.


 If wander I do too far away,


 Lost might I be In this land made for me.


 See as I do and think as I may,


 There are beautiful things In my thoughts every day.


 I can find my way back too where It Is I should be,

                                                   
If I'm looking the right way or a trail I might leave.


My Island can be peaceful and sunny or stormy and dark,


I'd rather be happy and have my Island be a walk 
In the park.

        Keith Garrett

                       IT'S NEVER TOO LATE


It's never too late to open your eyes,


To say a thank you, too show a smile.


It's never too late to listen with your ears,


Of words said that are needed too be heard.


It's never too late to be less selfish of a man,


Or to show your love to that special one If you can.


It's never too late to give of yourself,


Unless there's no room for change In you and that's 
Sad.

It's never too late to try and too do,


Grow as a man and be strong as a rock for yourself,


And those who love and count on you.


                                                                                      Keith Garrett

                       THE FIRE HAS EYES


It crawls across the land with an anger, a vengeance,


It Is she whom consumes me, burns my soul.


At times so hot that there's pain from a distance,


My soul Is on fire with that which Is a woman.


Such an anger Is possessed by an energy  brought 
To life,

She can be warm and friendly or danger In the night.


Destroy all that's In Its path, no conscience, 
No remorse,

The fire has eyes, It follows a chosen trail, It shows 
What hurts.

The glow of Its light Is an amazing and beautiful sight,


Reaches to the sky, touches all that's within Its flight.


The fire has eyes, searching for that which gives It 
Life,

She Is noticed from a heart that beats heated from 
Inside.

         Keith Garrett

                   THE ADVENTURE OF LIFE


It holds many doors, different roads to choose 
From,

Chances are taken as we turn the page.


Life is an adventure, different chapters are written,


Only can it be wasted if we stand still too long,


Moving into the future, playing a different game.


We must read from different books,


Experience different tastes of another type of food.


We leave behind people and things, sometimes we 
Must let go,

Carrying into the future our memories or lessons 
Learned.

Sometimes it's difficult to miss but we learn to 
Adjust,

Changes upon changes as the wheel keeps turning.


The circle of life is never ending, nothing may 
Stay the same,

The adventure of life is a most wonderful but hard 
Game to play.
                Keith Garrett 

                     STANDING BY THE RIVER


 Walking along a path, my ears took in the sound,


 The loud rushing of water in the distance.


 There she stood staring out into the scenery,


 A woman of such beauty all alone.


 I didn't make a sound as the words of her song 
 Echoed all around,

 A voice so soft but filled with the power of a tune.


 Standing by the river in the middle of nowhere,


 No horse did she ride, from where did she come.


 Dressed she was not for a dangerous hike but like that


 Of an angel in white,


 She did not see me but did she know I was there.


 Listened did I as she sang from her heart,


 As I turned to walk away, she turned and waived,


 Never a word between us, her song I could still hear 
 Far away.

            Keith Garrett

                                                                                                     A HEARTBEAT



                                                                  Listen to my heartbeat, thump, thump, It beats,



                                                                        Blood runs through it, listen to me as I breathe.



                                                                           A heartbeat means life, It beats fast or slow, 



Thump, thump, it goes, a heartbeat that slowly 
Grows old.


                                                                               It speaks of who I am, only one of a kind,



Listen, thump, thump, with a hand to my chest feel as
I am alive.


A heartbeat lets us know that this moment is still 
Ours,


                                                                            Hear it pound, listen to its beautiful sound.


                                                                      Thump, thump, thump, thump, one beat at a time,



A heartbeat so precious, thump as it beats one 
More time.

        Keith Garrett