THERE IS BEAUTY

In the sky the clouds floating by, blue until night,

Rain falls down upon the earth, watch the land grow.

When the wind blows, a coolness in the air, feel the wind,

We have mountains that stand forever beautiful up high.

There is beauty within the forests, life is there and everywhere,

Between and around all that is sad, that which is evil or bad.

There is beauty within many hearts, there is love among hate,

This is true, beauty surrounds me and you, between darkness and light.

Keith Garrett

I say good night to you, my love and then i dream of you,

Until another day arrives and life begins anew.

I say good morning in the dawn and greet you with a smile,

Too thank you for the many ways you make the world worth while.

Your ever soft and soothing words that calm my wildest fears,

Your fond, forgiving nature when i bring you only tears.

The happy songs you sing to me with courage in your heart,

And your endearing letters when we have to be apart.

You are my hope and vision and my faithful, guiding light,

In every bright good morning, love, and every sweet good night.

Leon Russell Garrett

MY FATHER

Stand on top of the mountain, scream out and listen,

Your voice can be heard what seems to be around the world.

There are echoes in the wind from centuries ago,

Across many deserts the winds hold echoes in the dark of night.

How long the oceans have traveled, do you hear the echoes of ships,

Across the waters they traveled, many echoes of the stories told.

Echoes of war, echoes of songs sung throughout time, those that remind,

Echoes that haunt the mind, sounds that last a mans lifetime.

Keith Garrett

A fight for survival, mans quest for power to rule,

Fear and ignorance but money will be the tool.

Inventors of destruction, builders of a force,

The enemy is our brother, traitor to the land.

Which side are we on, who is on our side,

Conflict and hatred, how many must have to die.?

And then there were none, not much left to say,

Put the bombs away, we may have another day.

Keith Garrett

I CHOOSE NOT TOO

I choose not to cry when you try too put tears in my eyes,

I choose not to hurt when you are less than a person.

I will not be sad and choose not too when you give up all you have,

I choose not to be always mad just because you are a foolish man.

I choose not to be at the mercy of this land or what I don’t have,

I choose not to be a prisoner of my own fears and disabilities,

I choose not to be a most terrible me or the bad that can be.

Keith Garrett

WHAT’S THE BEST THING

ABOUT CHOCOLATE CAKE?

It may be round, it may be square,

Dark and delicious, so who really cares.

The face it shows is not all that this thing is about,

Not sure by looking at it if one should let loose and dig in.

What’s the best thing about chocolate cake?

Well, look beyond what the mask is showing.

Get to the inside, dig in deep too another sweet,

Something hidden, soft, almost emotional when you find it.

Savor this incredible treasure, enjoy what it brings to you,

A facade, something that doesn’t tell the whole story.

In the end satisfied at that which has been discovered,

Tasted, enjoyed, and learned a little more about.

Keith Garrett

“TIME”

It goes by with the sun floating beyond the sky,

Night turning to day and then again into night.

Measured by time is the world spinning around,

Our childhood slips into adulthood, this we can not slow.

We have no control over time although some have tried,

Not always on our side so enjoy this bumpy, roller coaster ride.

Keith Garrett

Through the years they soar like birds,

With their voices are sounds of musical words.

They cry out to those whom would hear as they play,

The thoughts in their minds, with a guitar they will say.

Smiles of emotion on their faces each one,

All come together, apart they are none.

They all tell a story of their lives as they sing,

Memories of the past, to the presence they now bring.

Don, Glen, Joe, and Timothy,

One, two, three, four, sounds of the Eagles,

Are what they were born to be.

Keith Garrett

Time to let go of certain things, days past,

People I thought were my friends, ends.

Life does change, unexpected adventures,

A new day comes my way, a road of surprises.

Relief is at this moment a friend indeed to me,

Scary is change, where do I go from here I say,

A new day today, what is gone is no more, I am on my way.

Keith Garrett

Around them rests your face, less youthful but beautiful,

Although you have seen many days and Summer full moons.

A smile that lights up a room, many miles have been traveled by you,

Hair that you wear has slightly changed its color with the years.

Your eyes still sparkle, lines of life and time but you do not cry,

Tears in your eyes, of happiness and a life much grateful are you.

Keith Garrett