I STOOD LAST NIGHT

In the dark of night, a clear sky that showed stars of plenty,

I stood last night all alone with my thoughts and fears.

A beautiful, quiet, night with everything around In my sight,

Wondering, thinking about my tomorrow and what’s to come.

I looked far beyond the stars trying hard to see beyond the mystery,

It appeared that all out there was so still to my eyes but forever moving.

I stood last night watching time go by, examing what my life Is about,

Which part of the day might this be In my time, I’m sure It’s a bit past noon.

I stood last night wondering what kind of world I am living In as I age more,

There Is much angry energy around, Is love the greatest wonder of all.?

Keith Garrett

“I REMEMBER YOU”

In places i once knew, i remember, remember all of you,

From places i lived once as a child, a place in the snow for awhile.

Travels that took me to all of you, childhood friends oh! how i miss you,

Where are you now, scattered with time all over this always mysterious world.

Places of memories, Yorba Linda was very special to me as a boy, full of friends,

I remember all of you from each school, each day we gathered, where are you now.?

Hanging out at Winchell’s, in the park up the road, on a Friday night a trip to Naugles,

Skate factory, skate way, girls and boys met for the night, now are men and women.

To Thrifty’s for an Icecream cone, a triple scoop for fifteen cents, what’s your favorite flavor,

A pinball machine was a favorite of mine, a quarter gave a gift of three games.

Walking to school, basketball at Bernardo Yorba on a Saturday afternoon, remember,?

The friends, the things we did, places to go, I remember you and pinball Wizard too,

So many streets, friends in houses no longer seen, I remember you from a lifetime ago.

Placentia Is a place of many memories for me as i had just moved from Yorba, a goodbye,

Nineteen seventy seven, Summmer had just begun, A new place, friends to meet here.

Parties, skating, warm nights sitting outside laughing with new friends on the block,

Tri-city park walking a path around the lake, Yum, Yum donuts where everyone would meet.

Camelot where all people would go, friends and fun many years ago, where did you go,?

Bus rides and car drives off to the beach, In the waves we swam, laying out in the sand,

I saw you all as teens in what seems like a dream, we’re older now, i remember you always.

Keith Garrett

HE WAS A DOCTOR,

NOT GOD

He learned to heal as only a man can, he was human,

A womans husband dies, he loses faith in himself,

People he knew in a town also lose faith in a friend.

He was a doctor who did care about pain and suffering,

Angry at himself because he failed another, could not cure.

He was a doctor, not perfect in any way, not made of miracles,

He turned his back on his profession, he turned his back on himself.

He needed to figure it out, he went home, back to a simple life,

Working on his farm, away from the pain and death that ate at him.

This wasn’t who he was, down inside he was a healing man, a doctor,

What he realized, he was a doctor, not god.

Keith Garrett

HOW OLD IS OLD?

The universe has been around us for so long no one knows,

Dinosaurs lived once upon a time, where does the time go.

The earth is old but to the cosmos young as a new born child,

How old is god, is he older than old.?

Oceans never stop moving, around the world they go,

How old are the oceans, how old, how old.?

Mountains stand together so high in the sky,

They’re not as old as the sun, how old is old.

If we live to be one hundred then we are very old,

In the scheme of eternity we are a speck of dust in the wind.

How old is old, a thought to ponder as we age day by day.

Keith Garrett

DEEP FOREST

Step into reality, an exotic and spectacular place of dreams,

Realize this world of adventure and things not to often seen.

Somewhat dark with a hint of light beaming through the trees,

Sounds all around as the creatures of this land watch in the shadows.

There’s a misty haze that appears as the night shows its face,

So far away from the not so peaceful, deep forest of that which breathes.

Leaves upon the ground, walking among life that speaks not a word we hear,

With these feet we make our way from a magical getaway of existence.

This forest, a beautiful, deep, forest hiding from the outside,

Lost in it may be the heaven, the happiness, a garden of Eden.

Keith Garrett

I WAS SO YOUNG AND SO WERE YOU

A child, running and playing, you were seven in nineteen thirty nine,

A different world, another time, a boy with a father and mother,

Your family of brothers and sisters, you were so young, full of life.

Before we met you made your way throughout this big world,

In nineteen sixty nine I was seven, I was so young and so were you,

A life ahead of me was to be as I like you would run and play each day.

It’s kind of funny, you were thirty when I was just born, a young man,

I was just starting out, some day I would grow to be like you, this was to be,

I became a little older than you at fifty three, forty six years apart now for you and me.

Keith Garrett

I VISIT DIFFERENT WORLDS

There is a magic, a certain talent which takes me away,

Allows me too see things and places real or not so real.

In books there lies an escape from this reality when wanted,

Pretending you can be someone of fame or fortune in a moment.

Travel to far off places of beauty seen or can never be seen,

Dream and visit the world from where you sit, different scenes.

I visit different worlds with a pen, written words that change a picture,

It costs me not a penny to be on my way, too journey to impossible places.

Imagination between pen and book gives me many choices of wonder,

I visit different worlds from gifts of a pen, thoughts, and imagination.

Keith Garrett

TWO ROADS

There’s a right and wrong way of thinking on certain issues,

We should all know right from wrong.

Good versus evil is a way we choose to be,

Think before you act, in a instance lives are changed.

There are two roads to walk, two roads of thought,

Choose the right road and possibly an easy stroll,

The wrong road, a good chance in a cage you’ll go.

When acts of horrible violence are from the mind planned,

Reasons why matter not to those shattered families

Whom remain standing in a blood stained land.

Analyzed theories about who did it and why,

Don’t take away the tears from a mothers eyes.

Raising your children, being in their lives,

The signs of trouble are there, don’t close your eyes.

Two roads to travel in a persons thought filled mind,

It seems so simple, why do so many have to die.?

Keith Garrett

GOOD MORNING

Well! I woke up at two in the morning, oh! not again,

Layed there until dawn, tried hard not to think.

I’ve been here before, nightmare as I am awake,

Tired, so very tired as it feels like the flu.

This can mess up a day, my Saturday is gone,

Plans to get things done, I need to go back to bed.

Have you ever felt like this, staying up most of the night?

It was not my plan as when I went to bed I was very tired.

Good morning everyone, I hope you’ll have a great day,

This is not my way but I think i’ll have to go for awhile back to bed.

Keith Garrett

I THINK I’LL LET HIM KNOW

An outlaw but never really doing anything wrong,

Doing what’s right is not always an easy task,

He stands alone, a man with much anger to hold.

Forced was he to fight against those whom should be outlaws,

A man who is now on the run from many whom will follow,

For a dollar, a price on his head they will surely hunt.

When I find him I think i’ll let him know the war is over,

He can go home now, to the world he lives no more as he does live.

Keith Garrett