FOR THIS RANCH, WILL YOU DIE?

This place of beauty has stood here for generations,

Built by a great, great, Grandfather a long time ago.

Times have changed in this world around a ranch,

The fight to keep what is yours has been since time began.

You battle, climb the hill with sweat and tears, for this ranch,

Family before you have sacrificed in ways you can’t understand,

What does your heritage mean to you? will you die if they try to take your home?

For this ranch, will you die? will you shed a tear for those who bled before your time?

Keith Garrett

I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR ME

I don’t agree, there’s nothing good about you and me,

Meeting someone so perfect is an impossibility, do you see?

We’re quite the same in every way, no way to complain,

I listen to you speak, you sound something quite like me.

We laugh at one anothers jokes, they seem so much the same,

We walk down the street as our hairstyles are something alike,

This is all too strange, could it be that I’ve been waiting for me?

Keith Garrett

CHEROKEE

I remember you my friend, It’s been quite awhile,

You gave a grin but did not smile, there were many miles.

Running through the park, you did have a mind of your own,

Chasing the wind, free to bark at the birds, you would run.

Beige and white, a hound dog that would sleep by the bed at night,

Never have you been forgotten, when you went away it was hard,

Your pain was now gone, chasing birds in the wind would be forever.

Today I think of you as your name came suddenly to my mind,

” Cherokee” you were known all around, I remember your sound.

Keith Garrett

CHAPTERS OF LIFE

We’ve all had our beginning, that place we call our hometown,

We’ll each of us have an ending, where and when we do not know.

Everyone starts out small and grows with time,

We age moment by moment in our given lifetime.

There’s a book that we all own, we make the cover,

The words are created from our everyday adventure.

Our chapters of life grow and are counted,

With every sunrise until the last sunset.

It’s an open book of endless pages until we stop writing,

A novel to be remembered by others.

Whom will judge the value or worth from our chapters of life,

Many will try, there will be those who did like it,

Perhaps some who won’t.

In the end it will be from the spirit in the sky.

Keith Garrett

WE’RE NOT HERE ANYMORE

I remember when we were us, you there and I here,

We spoke, laughed, and spent time together in a home.

You and I are not alone, just not together anymore,

We got lost traveling down two quiet roads, it’s not over.

There was a time when smiles met in the morning,

Now our smiles are seen by strangers who do not care.

Our faces remain the same but we both see a different person,

The house Is now crowded with unhappy feelings net mentioned,

We’re not here anymore, when we left, who closed the door?

Keith Garrett

CHALLENGES OF LIFE

There have been many times of myself I’ve asked why me,?

Thinking there is no one else these things could be.

Who am I to think in my life that i have the only pain,?

Because my focus is not on others of the same.

Sometimes our road is smooth as we go along,

We take for granted until our world goes wrong.

Stronger are we and our courage does grow,

Character is formed in our spirit and soul.

To give up has no meaning, certainly we have no choice,

All of us have to face our challenges of life.

Keith Garrett

CELTIC SOUNDS

Irish music from a far away land,

Mystical tunes, into my mind they are heard.

Soothing to the soul, these words listened too,

Closing my eyes, drifting into a dream state of peace.

These voices of angels singing so soft,

Echoes into your thoughts feelings of at ease.

Instruments of sound like a symphony of happiness,

Something of a heavenly miracle.

Celtic sounds from long ago,

Live on, and on like spirits in the wind.

Keith Garrett

CAVE OF DARKNESS

Have you ever been In a cave, was It light wandering In,?

Did you venture further Into the dark, cold, wondering.?

How far In do you think this cave of darkness really goes,?

Caves exist all over the world, many different and unusual types.

Bears are known to be a common visitor as well as other animals,

Who can say how long these caves have been there and what story’s.

Maybe things of treasure have been buried and rest In there for centuries,

Are there those lost for such a long time now a part of every cave of darkness.?

Many have explored and searched for hidden valuables throughout time,

How many were lost, those who walked out were and are the fortunate ones.

A cave of darkness, mystery and adventure.

Keith Garrett

CATCH A DREAM

We chase, search out and run as fast as we can,

While we sleep the greatest things can happen,

Run do we very fast, jump so very high to touch the sky,

Jump on the rooftop, flips in the air, slow motion if you please.

Always for me money floating down a stream, a pile in the street,

Just as it is grabbed by my hand disappears does it as I become awake.

We all have been there when a monster chases us and then we are elsewhere,

Dreams are always so mixed up, at times tiring as we are in places of mystery.

Floating in the air, suddenly in a bubble, we drift onward to where nothing makes sense,

Catch a dream, hold on tight and bring it back home with you tonight, any night.

Catch a dream, dream, to be all that you hope to be, dream the perfect scene.

Keith Garrett

CARTOON LAND

Remember the Flintstones, they lived in Bedrock,

The Jetsons were from the future, they were up high.

Scooby-Doo looked for food, mumbled words, always scared,

Popeye the sailor man sought strength from his Spinach.

Felix the cat and his magic bag of tricks,

Milton the monster blew smoke from his head.

Johnny Quest out there in space,

They called him space ghost, a boy, a girl, and a monkey.

The fantastic four all had their special power,

Captain America fought for all that was good,

Gigantor the robot, speed racer in his magic car.

The Amazing three and Superman of course,

Magilla Gorilla, Bugs Bunny, or the Road runner.

Yosemite Sam with guns in hand, Elmer Fudd after the rabbit,

They come from fantasy, imaginations of dreaming minds.

All live together forever, many more of their kind,

In cartoon land, it’s there where you’ll find.

Keith Garrett