FOLLOW THE RIVER


 Watching the water as It flows' down stream,


 I walk Its' path on either side.


 As the river turns,' swaying from side, to side,


 The rushing water crashes and throws' Itself at me


 As I make my way along.


 On my journey past trees and hills,'


 Notice do I the bright sun and big white clouds'
 Passing me by.

 Follow, follow the river on a course chosen by Itself,


 Onward, downward until such a place where the water 
 Lies still.

 I follow the river to a resting spot,


 Now It Is time for this soul to sleep.


                Keith Garrett

                       FLOATING


 I stand not on the ground but from where I am 
 I can not stand,

 From so far In the sky, I fly, fly without wings' 
 Within the clouds.

 There's no feeling above me as below, no solid 
 Ground to touch,

 Living things' of few roam this land, large as It 
 Seems never ending.

 Down, down so fast but a feeling of weightlessness 
 As if a feather,

 Falling, falling from where I flew, where once this 
 Man stood.

 Closer and closer I can with my eyes see life waiting 
 For me,

 Back to where I once stood, down from where I once stood.


 For only minutes but what seems like forever a dream,


 Floating, merely floating down, back to my reality.


                         Keith Garrett 

               A CLEAR SPRING NIGHT


 I await you as the sun goes down, a breeze 
 Blowing cool,

 There will be a full moon rising In the sky tonight.


 Jasmine Is a fragrance noticed In the nights' of 
 Spring,

 Sweet Is Its' smell as darkness awakes and the daylight
 Sleeps.

 The cold bite of Winter becomes a memory for now,


 Summers' heat has not yet been born, this feeling of 
 Spring.

 Walk with me hand In hand, under a full moon so bright,


 A clear Spring night Is alright, with a woman of beauty 
 I walk.

 A dreaming man tells a story of a walk with a beautiful
 Woman,

 Under a full moon on a clear Spring night, he waits.


                 Keith Garrett  

                     FACE OF A MAN


 Look my way, stare into these ageing eyes of green,
 I've seen,

 Hair of a lost blonde, long gone, reflections' of 
 Change.

 Once whiskers' of a darkness, now a different 
 Shade of life,

 A smile always the same, if not hidden beneath 
 Sorrow or pain.

 Lines appear on this face when seen through the days'
 Sunlight,

 Growing older but never so old as to give up the search,
 I'm searching.

 Through the tears, laughter finds a face of love wanted, 
 My face,

 Look my way, this is the face of a man, expressions' of 
 Thought shown through.

 More than a stare, a smile, or many pictures combined 
 From A world of time,

 Take a closer look, give one more stare, understand the 
 Face of a man.
                                          Keith Garrett

                   HILLS' OF DARKNESS


 Through the hills' I walk to find a place, 



 Of peace and happiness for a home I'll make.



 Escape I will from times of darkness,



 Into the light of day where I want to be.



 Leave behind things' of the past,



 Onward I walk till I find my path.



 As my travels' through the hills' continue,



 See do I, clearer from my eyes.



 These hills' of darkness, I leave behind,



 Out In the open, of better things' I'll find.


             Keith Garrett             

                                                                                            IN THE LIGHT



 Fully having faith Is to believe that you know no        
 Matter what happens,

 To find out that you are dying and may suffer through
 It all or go quickly,
 That there Is a better place, you will not ever again 
 Be in pain or sad.

 You will not lay In a dark box alone with no breath, 
 Afraid forever,

 When you die what happens If you choose to stay, 
 Not want to go away?

 In the light, Is that where we are suppose to go, 
 How will we know,

 What's there In the light, Is It a path to the creator 
 Of all life.

 In the light will we see a spectacular sight, will 
 There be family waiting,

 In the light things are not known until It be our 
 Time to go,

 When It's time, with faith you'll walk In the light 
 Without fright.
                  Keith Garrett

                    FIRE STORM


 Like a tornado it appears suddenly, out of nowhere 
 It attacks,

 Burning heat that rages on a path of destruction 
 Without remorse.

 Visible fire, a monster that with its touch can make 
 Life disappear,

 With the help of natural wind this creation man made 
 Or not builds strength.

 It consumes without fear, tireless, always hungry as it 
 Makes its way anywhere,

 Smoke fills the sky, dark, thick, smoke travels upward 
 Into the atmosphere.

 The birds fly, watch as the animals run with great fear 
 Through the hills of flame,

 Survival is the only game being played today, the losers 
 Will forever go away.

 Fire storm, Destroys does it a piece of our beautiful 
 World with every attack,

 Sometimes forever gone, healing of the land takes so  
 Long, Scars are never gone.
                            Keith Garrett

                     TWO ON A SWING


 Here we are in the late afternoon, 
 The sun going down,

 I came by your house to say hello, 
 It's been some time.

 I can't believe it's almost Summer can you,


 I see you still have that porch swing your dad put up.


 How has everything been going for you since I've 
 Been gone,

 I'm glad, I can only stay for a while, 
 You do understand?

 Remember the days when we would just talk and sit 
 On your swing,

 The weekends in the Summer sun,
 Laughing and not a worry to be found.

 We were just kids, young, times like those are 
 Memories of fun,

 I could see your tears when i had to leave this place.


 I'm in your heart as you'll forever be in mine,


 Let's just sit here for awhile until the sun fades,


 I'll never go away, remember two on a swing 
 In those Summer days.

                   Keith Garrett 

                         LUCKY MAN


 To each day he rises a bit sleepy eyed but he rises,


 Clouded may the sky be of darkness or sunshine.


 He walks the land taking in the air blessed upon,


 What is seen by this man is love and life, it's seen.


 He knows the magical art of making one laugh,


 Now the laughter lost by he has been re-discovered.


 Treasures of happiness are all around, easily noticed,


 No more blindness of an eclipse to the sight, lucky man.


 Nothing needed, everything's at his feet, the grasp of 
 His hand,

 How he did not see does not matter, lucky man, what a 
 Lucky man.

                      Keith Garrett  

                   KILLER WITH A HEART


 To be left alone, loneliness has its price, kills 
 Tonight,


 Leave him in peace, no second chance for you will be.



 His life is a dance from day to day, killer all the way,



 For the money, a job well done, never is this for fun.



 You woke the demon when you killed his dog, stole
 His car,


 Why couldn't you leave well enough alone, now you're 
 Done,


 Killer with a heart, a look upon his face, simply 
 leave him be.
                                          Keith Garrett