A SEARCH FOR ANSWERS



  Since the beginning of time, much curiosity of 
  What's before us,


  Thoughts and questions had man on journeys of 
  Discovery.


  About the oceans, such mysteries far down below, 
  Always questions,


  Voyages to find out why and what this all means, 
  Neverending search.


  The mountains, the sky that circles our huge planet, 
  That is so small,


  Why in the span of time, we get only a moment to 
  Understand our existence.


  A search for answers has been a quest of man since 
  The first breath given,


  Never will it cease to be a search for answers to these 
  Questions we seek.

                               Keith Garrett

                       "A STRANGER"


  Cobwebs and tumbleweeds, traces of life, 
  And the past,

  A forgotten road, not so often traveled, not 
  Anymore.

  Where do they go, the ones we once knew 
  And walked with,

  More and more, they become ghosts, faded faces 
  From yesterday.

  Time slips away slowly Into my tomorrow, where 
  My memories are found,

  Friends' are now strangers, strangers are now 
  My friends.

  There once lived a woman who I did not know, 
  She lived her life without me,

  In her, there was not a thought of me, for me, 
  She had no meaning.

 This stranger that I had not met, would someday 
  Be the love a man could not forget,

  Like the wind forever blowing, she has drifted, a 
  Stranger I never knw,

  Where did you go! where did you go! A stranger I love, 
  A womam I'll never know.

                                Keith Garrett   

                            BEACHES, AND OCEANS


  Too love the beach, walking along the sand 
  So warm,

  Looking ahead of me at the pier in the distance.


 The feel of the wind, as i'm walking along the wet, 
  sandy shore,

 The sun shining in the sky, seagulls flying in 
  Search for food.

  My thoughts are of many things, as I dream of 'life's 
  Pleasures,

  At peace am I, strolling along listening, always 
  Listening.

  The waves are a beautiful sight, musical tunes 
  Crashing upon the shore,

  The horizon seems like forever, as i stare in silence 
  At its mystery.

  Shadows from clouds, darken the ocean, but only 
  A touch,

  The wonders of life that live beneath the waters, are 
  Seen from within.

  Beaches and oceans have been forever, 


  There's a great love for me, as they go on together.


                              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

                     " LEAVING IT ALL BEHIND"


  I stop where I'm standing, looking around,



  What Is this madness born to us all.



   Leaving my work, my home, and the things 
  Known to me,


  Go away to a place up high, way back In the hills'.



  There are no people of judgement to listen too,



  The loud sounds' of tragedy, lost In my travel.



  There Is no anger, or the struggle to survive,



  Out here, only nature to hear me cry.



  Leaving It all behind,



  The life that was once mine.


           Keith Garrett  

                               All that I see


  Far In the distance, I see hills' standing still,




 Trees of green, blowing In the breeze, falling 
  Leaves.



  Grass of green, that I see below me, vision of 
  Paradise,



  A lake that sits' beneath the sky, this sky sometimes 
  cries.



  I am a dreamer, who sees with heart and soul,




   All that I see Is not only a dream.



                               Keith Garrett

                                AMERICA IS A WAR



  Everywhere, from land to land they are destroying,



  Mass destruction, killing so many in foreign places.



  They know and speak of us fore we are the center 
  Of attention,


  Worry more about what's happening over there, 
  Beware.


  America is a war, we are fighting in the streets, hate 
  Is strong,


  Who can we trust, only ourselves, with eyes in the 
  Back of our heads.


  There is more crime going on behind closed doors, 
  Than in the dark of night,


  Fighting for territory, drug wars, gangs in every town, 
  Out of control.


  We need not worry about being destroyed by others, 
  As we will do this ourselves,

                                 Keith Garrett

                      100 YEARS FROM TODAY



  Yesterday, what we see as hundreds of years ago 
  Is gone,

  History it is to us, read about in books of long 
  Lost times.

  The days are always moving along, we do take for 
  Granted, the morning,

 The setting sun is a most spectacular sight, heading 
  Into the night.

  Here where we stand, may still be standing, another 
  Will be standing,

 100 years from today, the world that we know will 
  Have much changed.

  Just as we wonder what life was like, back in a time 
  Of cowboys and pioneers,

  Tomorrow's people will also wonder, and read about 
  Our time and place.

  100 years from today, we will be a part of history, 
  Others will be amazed,

  Just as we are amazed, and dream of those times, when 
  The world appeared to be a dream.

                              Keith Garrett

                             THAT'S LIFE

  Walk with me and hear my thoughts of the day,


  From the time we are a child we think and play.


  A fairytale from the beginning that we are forever,


  Of this world not meant to be, everlasting Is heaven.


  Into our lives, people step and then walk away,


  We lose and we gain, lessons of love and pain.


  At times the bad seem blessed, and the good will suffer,


  Those with much love to give can not discover anothers
  Heart.

  Most take for granted what others only cry for, Oh! 
  They cry,

 That's life, sometimes we don't get what we deserve,


  Many times we get what we get, that which Is given.


  We see laughter, we see tears, we find fear, that's life,


  We all have our day, and some have It taken away.


  The longer we live, there's a chance for love or sorrow,


  We hold on for tomorrow, because that's life.


                              Keith Garrett  

                                    SUNRISE


  Darkness disappears,' as day comes to life,


  Footsteps of mine, traveling the morning light.


 The fog begins' to lift, showing the beauty of God,


  I walk this way with hope by my side.


  Quiet, as It's early, fore sleep still lingers,'


  On the move are these legs, tired, forever tired.


  Rays of light, shine through the distant clouds,


  Sunrise has a story, for a man roaming alone.


  Everything has changed, as the days' seem the same,


  A song, he sings' a song In my ear, always heard.


  My favorite music, from the man from Jersey,


  Sunrise, sweet sunrise, each day my journey.


                      Keith Garrett