SUPER BATTLEFIELD

             SUPER BATTLEFIELD


                                                                                   


 
   There's a war on, it's been planned,


                                                                    Strategies have been worked on, enemy close at hand.


                                                                               Two Generals who do know of each other,


                                                                            One's arm is his cannon, the other a fighter.


                                                                     They're gearing up fore it's time to stand and fight,


                                                                            Strap on their armor, weapons are of many.


                                                                      Through pain or blood or the dark, cold, of night,


                                                                     They do not surrender on this battlefield of might.


                                                                        Armies of two, strong and fearless they march,


                                                                        Until one is laying on the field, battle rages on.


                                                                                     This is a battlefield like no other,


                                                                            Strength and speed, mistakes must be few.


                                                                     A near perfect game plan, a prayer, and some hope,


                                                                          To the victor, a field taken, champions proud,


                                                                                                 They will stand tall.


                                                                                 Keith Garrett

SUPER BATTLEFIELD

         

             SUPER BATTLEFIELD


   There's a war on, it's been planned,


  Strategies have been worked on, enemy close at hand.


  Two Generals who do know of each other,


  One's arm is his cannon, the other a fighter.


  They're gearing up fore it's time to stand and fight,


  Strap on their armor, weapons are of many.


  Through pain or blood or the dark, cold, of night,


  They do not surrender on this battlefield of might.


  Armies of two, strong and fearless they march,


   Until one is laying on the field, battle rages on.


  This is a battlefield like no other,


   Strength and speed, mistakes must be few.


   A near perfect game plan, a prayer, and some hope,


  To the victor, a field taken, champions proud,


   They will stand tall.


    Keith Garrett

 
                                                                            

SNOWFLAKES

                                     SNOWFLAKES

They fall from the sky with not a number to describe,

Not one is the same as they go their own certain way.

Rain on down, floating to a destination where they join 

As one,

Watch as they float, their life span may be of a moment in time.

Snowflakes appear from the clouds, cold as they find their way

Down,

From a snowflake there is not a sound, snowflakes are forever

Around.

Keith Garrett

SOMEWHERE IN THE SNOW

                                SOMEWHERE IN THE SNOW

Lost so long ago, a brother and sister, somewhere in

The snow,

They had names, playing on a January day when 

They lost their way.

When the snow started to fall, their path was not 

Recalled,

They were never seen again as all stories have not

A beautiful ending.

They have for many years now wandered somewhere

In the snow,

Ghosts of a January searching for a way back home,

Together they roam.

There is no sadness, no tears on faces anymore,

Not cold in the snow,

They are together forever, they journey to a new

Eternal home.

Keith Garrett

SOMEWHERE IN THE SNOW

Lost so long ago, a brother and sister, somewhere in

The snow,

They had names, playing on a January day when 

They lost their way.

When the snow started to fall, their path was not 

Recalled,

They were never seen again as all stories have not

A beautiful ending.

They have for many years now wandered somewhere

In the snow,

Ghosts of a January searching for a way back home,

Together they roam.

There is no sadness, no tears on faces anymore,

Not cold in the snow,

They are together forever, they journey to a new

Eternal home.

Keith Garrett

                 

SNOWMAN

                               SNOWMAN

From where I come, high in the sky,

 I land in many a place, I am reborn.

 The sun is not my friend, water is unkind,

Children understand me, they dress me up so fine.

I stand guard in many a Winter yard,

I am a friend, silent till the seasons end.

I will go away, with your help I will be back again,

I am a snowman, with button eyes, a hat, and a scarf I wear.

Something for a nose, something to hold,

Imagination gives me life, I am a Winter thought,

I am a snowman, cold and never always gone.

Keith Garrett

SNOW AROUND THE LAKE

                                          SNOW AROUND THE LAKE

 Look to the sky, oh! such a cold, cold-looking clouded sight,

Not too soon before, must have dropped a white blanket 

Around this lake.

Trees covered with layers of frosty snow, standing,

Always standing,

Watching over this still, almost frozen water, surrounded

by the Winter snow.

Silent ar they until the howling winds teach them to speak,

Echoing the thrashing of their branches into the Winter’s day.

On the other side, across the water, beyond the tall, beautiful

Pine trees,

A cabin, a wood-covered cabin sits staring, always staring at

A lake that the neverending sky looks down upon.

There’s much, much, more than just snow around the lake,

There is a world of nature that lives together.

Keith Garrett