AN AMERICAN NATION



  To be free from a tyrant far across the sea, blood would be seen,


  Men would gather as a vote would change the way life would be.


 The right to live as they chose on an american land, gun in hand,


  Farmers put down their pitchforks and swore to fight for their rights.


  Melitia was formed, sons were to take up arms and on their land, a fight,


 This is an American nation! Colonies of thirteen would stand together.


 The british soldiers would march on land, ships of many upon the sea,


  A war does not discriminate, is not prejudice as men, women, and 
  children do Die.

 There are many whom will lay upon the land, forgotten as the years 
  Drift on by,

  A patriot holds a flag of stars and stripes, strong in his hands, waiving 
  As the battle rages.

  Bullets fly, cannonballs ring loud in the sky, swords take away lives 
  from both sides,

  An American nation! their spirits sing out from more than two hundred 
  And fifty years ago,

 Believed and cared for a land so long ago, the American way has decayed, 
  Lost in today.
       Keith Garrett

                GHOST OF A PATRIOT


  In 1775, back in a revolutionary time, a man picked up 
  His gun,


  Leaving his home to fight and defend the land he worked 
  Hard for.


  A King's army would travel across the sea to take a certain 
  Freedom away,


  Boston harbor, where cannonballs would fly across a dark 
  Nght sky.

  Many would lay dead as  battle did rage on, Dragoons 
  Invaded our land,


  A patriot, one man who in the end would be remembered 
  By few.
               

  There was a fight in him as great as any other in this war 
  On farmland,

   Like many others, a man with a family, wife, children, 
  and friends.

   This man perhaps went by the name of Jonathan, not to 
  Be remembered today,

   He did die for his country way back in 1775, a patriot with 
  A life.


   Does he wander along the thirteen colonies, this ghost of 
  A patriot?
     Keith Garrett

                     A NEW NATION


  The revolutionary war began In seventeen seventy five,  
  Many would die,

   In seventeen seventy six they would declare war and 
  Independence agains the British empire.

  From Delaware to Pennsylvania, New Jersey, and 
  Massachusetts Bay,

  Maryland, South Carolina, Rhode Island, Providence plan,

  They stood together as one to have an American land.

  General George Washington led this battle to be free,

  Ships Invaded the bays, Cannon fire echoed like drumbeats 
  Into many life giving nights.

  The sound of a death march across the open land,

  Many a man would fall to the ground and never again stand.

  Hand to hand they would take their stand,

  Waiving a new flag of colors, gunpowder scent filled the land.

  Two hundred and thirty nine years ago there was war on our land,

  Independence was declared, sacrifice of blood stained the hand.

  On the fourth of July remember the thousands whom had died,

  The war ended In seventeen eighty three, listen to the wind, hear 
  their cries.
                                      Keith Garrett

              A PATRIOTS STAND


 At the mercy of a tyrants throne,


  From far away,  across the sea, they owned our homes.


  A decision was made to take a stand,


  No more would they be In charge of this land.


  Ships sailed by night and by day, they would come,


  Freedom Is not free, red, white, and blue.


  Dragoons, red coats, approached the shore,


  Cannons firing, bombs and gunfire lit up the nights.


  Face to face, marching across the land, enemy at hand,


  Fallen soldiers, blood of men soaked our land.


  Watching from their homes was not such a pretty sight,


  Death came to visit, something of an endless fight.


  For the fathers and sons who fought side by side,


  A flag of freedom was raised, united In a revolutionary time.


  Many died but did not die In vain,


  They live on each day the stars and stripes are waved.

                               Keith Garrett

                 HAPPY FATHERS' DAY

                                DAD


  I think of you often, memories are great,




  Remember when they weren't memories but real?




  Wow! Dad, you left and went away so many Fathers' 
  Days ago,



  Part of me went with you back when I was a child at 
  Only seven.



  You have been loved forever, If this time on Earth is how 
  you're measured,



  Another Fathers' Day Dad, a most happy one to you, peace 
  Always.
                                     Love you, Dad
                                     Keith