Taken for granted the treasures of life.

Gifts from god bestowed upon the mortal man.

All that he dreams is for our eyes to see,

Health and happiness, love of those whom in return hope for love,

A fearful weight upon ones shoulders, pain in the mind, worry’s of the day.

A message that sickness may have fallen upon your lap,

So afraid that the weight of it being possible has made it so real inside.

Material belongings are of no real value when it comes to the thought

That the end may be near, of not another breath.

Treasures of life are the health that you keep,

Happiness created by only you, too earn and cherish

The love of as many family members and friends in a lifetime.

Gifts from god are your own are your own choices to make,

Free to wander the earth, too witness all of its mystery and beauty.

In a moment we are given life, In a moment we leave this world,

Taken for granted things we must over and over learn,

A lesson not forgotten, a lesson well learned.

       Keith Garrett

Although i give my all, they push and take without care,

Dedicated and loyal so my reward is despair.

They don’t even laugh, they listen without ears,

I speak my case and get much nowhere.

I give them many words, i can’not survive,

They ask with stupidity of why, my only reply is a dollar sign.

Take all that i have fore there’s nothing to take,

Praise me with meaningless words, how far will that take me.

When anger roars then you’ll see and also hear,

The explosion from within will bring you to your knees.

When anger roars then step out of the way,

Is something to lose in a land without care.

When anger roars then i am the fire,

Turn your back and walk away, you’re not worth my desire.

When anger roars you’ll remember my name.

Keith Garrett

A quest, a never ending search for total inner peace,

This voyage, journey, entering ones own spirit and soul.

To look beyond flesh and blood, the shell of ones self,

Who am i is the question asked, do i know me.

To understand and accept myself for who i am,

Admitting ones faults and imperfections out loud and straight in the mirror.

Whom is the searching one, it is you and it is i,

We possess many emotions that speak of what we are.

The person we have or will come to be,

Are we of good or are we of the bad.

This we know of, we have the power of change.

We have the ability to control our thoughts.

The knowledge to understand that the physical actions we choose are our own,

            We have the answers but maybe don’t seek the questions that are needed,

Be the searching one, learn to know and understand you.

The peace you seek lives within, always searching.

Keith Garrett

                           We parted once as life took you from me,

                                            I walk with the wind,

                                               I look to the sun,

                                           My faith comforts me,

                                  You are seen with this mans heart.

          Keith Garrett 

                       A dream of you i thought last night,

                By my side you rested into the dark of night.

                                       You were real,

                         Was it i the dream you had seen.?

                     Keith Garrett                  

i WALK FIFTY MILES,

My heart and soul will guide me.

Across the land, be my guiding hand.

You drive me,

My Inspiration is you,

Take me to the end of the road.

Keith Garrett

When you think of me then know there is love,

When I think of you then I  know love is real.

If these things are true,

Together this world is ours.

Keith Garrett

                                   I‘LL WALK THIS ROAD,

                                        I’ll walk alone,

                                           Fifty miles,

                                             “Darling”

                                          Walk with me

                                     The last mile home,

                                         Take my hand,

                                         Take me home.

                  Keith Garrett   

                           If in a dream you loved me,

                   Then would you love me once again.

                             Would you hold my hand,

                              Would you be my friend.

                          If i had a kiss waiting for you,

                          Would you take that kiss and

                                   Hold it in your heart.?

                  Keith Garrett

Superman can fly high, he can touch the endless sky,

I am not made of steel fore i am only real, fly, no not I.

Batman seeks shelter within a cave, a mask covers his face,

I am not a caped crusader, strong am I, see that i wear no disguise.

From a spinning web he travels along the building walls,

I am not spider man therefore at times I may fall.

watch him run, he is known as the flash, another with a mask,

No super hero am I but possess do I the power of fast.

The hulk is powerful, strong and holds not many a fear,

I am not a fantasy, I get scared and have tears.

Captain america with his shield is fearless and strong,

I am not one of the Immortals, I stand just a man.

Keith Garrett