AUNT PENELOPE
She could do such unusual things without much
Thought,
Out of bottle caps she could make a crazy hat.
She could jump really high, almost fly,
Close her eyes and make an apple pie.
She could walk backwards while tying her shoes,
Dance around a pool while reading a book.
She could play the harp without her hands,
Tell you the time in just about any land.
She could watch a movie without a sound,
Recite every line while spinning around.
Aunt Penelope was a strange one indeed,
At the age of one hundred and fifty three,
Old aunt Penelope is still but a fantasy.
Keith Garrett
A SIMPLE MIND, A HEART SO PURE
A SIMPLE MIND, A HEART SO PURE
He lived a life of dreams, the world was a
Strange place,
A boy so different to others, he learned to run away.
A simple mind, called stupid for the way he saw things,
A girl he would befriend, under a big Oak tree they
Would swing.
A simple mind, a heart so pure belonged to this
Thinking man,
He saw all things in such a simple manner, a gentle
Soul.
Time would take him full circle back to where he
Started,
He would love, lose, and then love again, a girl on
A swing.
A child of his own, married did he this love from
Childhood,
He had everything to share, sickness would take his
Love away,
A simple mind, a heart so pure would burry his wife under
That Oaktree of before.
Keith Garrett
A SIMPLE MIND, A HEART SO PURE
He lived a life of dreams, the world was a strange place,
A boy so different to others, he learned to run away.
A simple mind, called stupid for the way he saw things,
A girl he would befriend, under a big Oak tree they would swing.
A simple mind, a heart so pure belonged to this thinking man,
He saw all things in such a simple manner, a gentle soul.
Time would take him full circle back to where he started,
He would love, lose, and then love again, a girl on a swing.
A child of his own, married did he this love from childhood,
He had everything to share, sickness would take his love away,
A simple mind, a heart so pure would burry his wife under that Oak tree of before.
Keith Garrett
A SEARCH FOR ANSWERS
A SEARCH FOR ANSWERS
Since the beginning of time, much curiosity of
What's before us,
Thoughts and questions had man on journeys of
Discovery.
About the oceans, such mysteries far down below,
Always questions,
Voyages to find out why and what this all means,
Never ending search.
The mountains, the sky that circles our huge planet
That is so small,
Why in the span of time we get only a moment to
Understand our existence.
A search for answers has been a quest of man since
The first breath given,
Never will it cease to be a search for answers to these
Questions we seek.
Keith Garrett
DESPERADO
DESPERADO
More than one hundred years ago he lived,
In a small village somewhere in Mexico, a boy.
Poor was his family as each day was a struggle,
There were those close by, the bad ones who stole
Everything.
A day came when his village was destroyed, family
Killed,
Survived did he to one day grow to be a man.
Revenge would be his only friend, not a bad man was he,
With pistols at his side he would seek justice.
They called him desperado, a no good criminal,
He stole from them who once took everything meaningful.
His gun did the talking, anger ate at his soul,
He lived by campfire, ate what he shot or stole,
Justice was one day his, his reward was always on the
Run.
Keith Garrett
A SAD SITUATION
A SAD SITUATION
A little bit different, a lonely child was she,
Her mother so out of touch, a young girls misery.
Shy and feeling so alone, not much of a happy home,
She did not fit in at school, something else about her.
They would tease and torment her, watch as her anger
Grew,
A sad situation for a girl who trusted very few.
The hurt in her heart would never mend, soon the end,
So different was she, this child no more to be.
Keith Garrett
A ROAD TRAVELED
A ROAD TRAVELED
When I awoke to a morning not yesterday,
Young was I as my first footsteps were learned.
Walked did I into each different day,
The more I traveled, the more I changed.
I learned of words, I saw many things,
The sun I saw rise but now it's overhead.
The leaves I saw were shaken from the trees,
As the world turned, again the leaves were to be.
Once a young boy played in the snow,
The more he walked, the less the snow would fall.
Sometimes he would see but things could not be seen,
A road traveled so fast, a blind man was he.
He walked very far, a life on his feet,
He's on his way back, almost home, older than he
Used to be.
Keith Garrett
A POEM TODAY
A POEM TODAY
Thoughts, many sights from my mind, visions
From the past,
Dreams about tomorrow, what may be, a poem today.
To write is a beautiful thing, whatever you want
It to be,
Change the world with a stroke of a pen, fact or
Fantasy begins.
Share with those whom do write and dream, those
Who do see,
Share our stories together as we travel the world
And universe.
We have the ability to take ourselves and others away
To unusual places,
A poem today about the love between two, the sun
And moon.
Hopes and dreams, struggles and pain of life, what
Keeps us strong,
A poem today that puts a smile on a face, comfort
And strength for a moment.
Keith Garrett
A PLACE TO DREAM
A PLACE TO DREAM
Away from here, far, far away I disappear,
Possibilities await me, they're only there.
Covered hills of grass so green, just you and me,
Beautiful trees, the warm, colorful, sun between.
A place to dream where the wind can be seen,
Where the sky can be touched, a place too dream.
A tune to my ears, that which soothes a soul,
A song in my heart, one that speaks words of you.
Hopes and wishes, fantasies or dreams,
Is there such a place for these, a place to dream.
Keith Garrett
A MOMENT IN THE SUN
A MOMENT IN THE SUN
Has it always been mine since the beginning
Of my time,
I was born to run, I was born to chase the wind,
So I run.
I've walked along the shore, my feet wet in the sand,
Holding hands, by myself I stand alone, a man.
There's been at times much fun, I am not done,
Friends and loved ones vanished as the hourglass runs.
When will it come I ask! this moment, my moment in
The sun,
It was yesterday, appeared again today, did I not see,
Tomorrow will I wonder when it is to be as it lives
All around me.
I had dreams of a girl once upon a time, she came to
Visit me,
She came to say hi, for just a moment in time, a moment
Gone by.
I've had a moment in the sun, a moment to run, to chase
The wind,
I've had a love who went away with the passing day,
She flies.
My journey takes me to a place but who follows behind,
On another day will catch me, slow down to that which
may be.
Keith Garrett
A PERFECT MOMENT
A PERFECT MOMENT
When darkness falls and the night is quiet,
Fighting is no more, words are of silence.
Sitting on a bench, hand in hand,
A drink for two on my private land.
When the echoes of sirens are no longer close,
The scream of the freeway is not near my home.
When all is everything I want it to be,
A fantasy is made in my own world to see.
A perfect moment can only be what we make it to be,
Things of change piece by piece, a perfect moment can
Be anything.
Keith Garrett
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