We have our yesterday, a life growing up,

As a child, life can be the hardest lesson.

Painful memories, scars that carry into our tomorrow,

The good times with family, brothers and sisters we know.

In our past, our close by yesterday as adults,

We have grown and changed, hopefully for the good.

So as children or adults, as long as we are alive,

There will be a today, a yesterday, and a tomorrow.

We dream of the future, these thoughts we have today,

Don’t cry for yesterday, remember it, cherish that part of your life

You made through good times or bad,

Lessons that taught us, let us not today forget that which we’ve learned.

We are born, we have life, and ultimately we die,

In between are given an experience to see this world

That we truly don’t understand.

So, don’t cry for yesterday.

Keith Garrett

The last hurrah, the very last dance,

Say goodbye for the final time.

It’s time to turn out the lights,

Fade away, fade to black, not coming back.

The last words ever spoken, a final cry,

A last page in a book, the final chapter.

The hourglass is now empty,

Close the door and say goodnight.

This is your curtain call, the end of this life,

Till we meet again beyond the lit stars of the night.

Keith Garrett

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