There would be no crime, no hurt filled minds,

Not a broken heart, no sorrowful cries.

No reason to say goodbye if no one went away or died,

Trash on the ground would not be found.

No hungry souls, no suffering for the old,

Prejudice and hate would not look you in the eyes.

No thought of murder, no wounds of war,

Not a lie from a tongue that causes pain,

Emotional scars would never be claimed.

In a perfect world there would be no fear,

Not a poisoned word heard from an ear,

In a perfect world, heaven is the word.

Keith Garrett

Think, use your mind and explore all there is to be,

Take yourself to places not in this world created.

Look, see with your eyes the beauty of this world,

Take in that which you never have before seen.

Listen, there is wisdom to be found from others,

Hear the sounds of peace, they are somewhere around.

Create, a lifetime is yours to figure it out, what can you do,?

Mold a better world, maybe a child into a great human being.

Cry, let the tears of joy and accomplishment run down your face,

See the tears of many years, tears of pain among the human race.

Observe, from all that you have witnessed of good and bad,

What would you change about the world, about yourself.

Stop, while you still have a chance do something for you,

Make a difference in your life and help someone else.
Keith Garrett

See the children back in the day, at play,

Worries were few and friends we thought would never go away.

As we grow older some of that magic fades,

Young at heart is the one whom can remember yesterday.

The years go by and most of us change,

No idea that walking among us or passing by may be that

Childhood friend but we no longer see them.

At times they are missed, thought of in a special way,

If ever so lucky, again we may have a moment,

A day remembering with them our time of play.

Remember yesterday, in your heart, let it remain.

Keith Garrett

Would the birds be a sound singing in your ear,

The mountains not so much appreciated, would their beauty appear.

Would you see the sky in a different way,

Things would become precious for only a day.

The taste of a peach would rest in your mouth,

No time to fight as the hourglass runs out.

The wind against your face, the oceans spray,

Your feet in the sand, to loved ones, what would you say.?

If you had no tomorrow, if you could do one last thing,

Would you thank the lord for giving you everything.?

Keith Garrett

When you were a child you believed in Santa as he flew across the sky,

He traveled the night bringing presents to children throughout the world.

He lived at a magical place up at the north pole where elves made toys,

Reindeer that flew you thought were real, then listen to this if you believed in Santa.

He created the universe, heaven and earth are a masterpiece from god in heaven,

If you do pray then you will see and feel special things of hope and peace in your life.

You can believe in god because the cycle of life is a magnificent gift without coincidence,

It may be that we don’t see god physically but if we believe then we see him with our hearts.

Believe in Jesus as he did once walk this earth over two thousand years before,

He was a real man whom spread the words of god and was a hard working carpenter.

The son of god he is if in your heart you believe just as you could believe in fairy tales,

It is truth that Jesus sacrificed his life for others as he died in pain on a cross of reality.

Keith Garrett

Remember yesterday as we ran through the fields of play,

Children of innocence had much to say, no worries of the day.

Tomorrow has no memory, are we even in its thoughts,?

Tomorrow is our hope, we have today, only today.

For granted is taken the mornings rising sun,

As we slip into slumber, will awake in our beds.?

We have today to breathe as we please, with our eyes we see,

Laugh today, hold on and love as much as we can.

You are energy, you are the raging waters that flow neverending,

You are the sparkle in the sky, the shining star that never dies.

Strength and power are you, stand tall and touch the sky,

Close your eyes, feel as your courage reaches far and wide,

We have today, my hand reaches for you, i am with you.

Keith Garrett

Suddenly in just an instance you were there,
I do not know you, you are everywhere.
You appeared with a name, it does not say from where you came,
A smile of mystery, a face never before seen.
I have a name, it does not speak of who I am,
A mask is worn, that I might not be hurt.
Many thoughts and fears live within my spirit,
I’ve been everywhere if nowhere.
I hide and run to keep myself from harm,
There are faces I wear, faces of change.
Do you know me at all, more than yesterday,
I speak from the heart, there is no shame.

Keith Garrett

My father, he was a sailing man on the Newport News, a navy man,

He stood on a ship across the seas to foreign lands before i knew of he.

Oh father dear, just what things did you see,

Around the world you traveled so long ago.

Father of mine, what were you like as a boy,

Did you dream of the sea, did you dream like me.

I know you wrote of poetry, words today i write like thee,

You traveled around the Korean war,

It didn’t do you in as this land did.

Were you drunk or were you blind when you stood so high above the ocean shore,

What were your thoughts, were you thinking at all,

Why didn’t you hide from the deadly fall.?

You’re up in the sky in heaven so high, daddy dear please tell me why,

You died to young, you left me behind,

The more i think of you, the older i find.

You were a navy man, you’re sailing again, across the heavenly seas is where you be.

Keith Garrett

I thought about it a little more recently as i stroll through the park,

So sad it is for some of them as they are hard working and lost everything.

For others there are no excuses only bad choices or criminal doing,

Some get lost in the cracks as the help that is for them needed does not care.

We have homeless heroes, how is it possible when they gave their all,

Some are sick and hurt as they lost more than their material life.

A different kind of home they now have, not what they remember,

Let me describe it to you, some of us are a paycheck away, maybe a day.

The roof over their head may be a clear sky or a rainy night,

The walls around them are not the same as they often change.

A couch wherever they sit, a bed wherever they rest their head,

Television set, that which is taken in by their wishing eyes.

A shower for granted taken each day, when will a shower come their way,

gone now is the refrigerator that was, like an animal they search now.

A different kind of home not that they can call their own, they roam,

Circumstances of why, many reasons you see, sadness wears many feet.

Keith Garrett

Somewhere among the crowd one of them may be shopping,

At a restaurant they could be sitting at a table before your eyes.

A beautiful day at the beach in some year past or present they were,

Might have been at a ball game cheering just as you were having a day.

Walking down the street it could be you pass them by each day not knowing,

When you see them it is most possible that the years have disguised them.

Sometimes and not to often we may slow down and take notice of a face,

It may not be whom we wish to see or maybe the most fortunate are we.

At times i wonder if down the street they may live a neighbor not known by me,

A nod on the street by a passer by, a smile from a face that might be a friend indeed.

Over the years we spread further apart, not always in distance but in time,

When you see them take a closer look as they are no longer whom they were back then.

Keith Garrett