LET’S NOT DESTROY ONE ANOTHER

Worry do we about the enemy from far away lands,

More of a chance to be invaded by an enemy within.

From protests of angry citizens, violence occurs,

Nothing will ever get better in the way they try to be heard.

Rioting in the streets, destroying ones own neighborhood,

How to accomplish anything when nothing you do is of good.

Shootings, fires, and bombs across a nation said to be great,

We show the world ignorance, our children are taught terrible things.

Let’s not destroy one another as we are doing just fine so far,

Wake up America, what will all this destruction do for you?

Keith Garrett

AS LONG AS WE’RE TOGETHER
Once in a while, I travel back in time to a place I walked,
Through my time of youth where I played and ran wild.
I knew of her as a child back in the day of mischief,
Young and full of energy were we, never seemed to be tired.
The heat from the Summer sun wasn’t so harsh at that age,
Growing up in a town of many friends and memories so great.
We lived for the moment as many moments would pass by into the future,
How is it that the grandparents we once had we have now become.?
We changed and went our separate ways, finding our way in this strange world,
Becoming parents, having children and grandchildren as the cycle goes.
Full circle as today we find ourselves in the same place after a lifetime apart,
As long as we’re together nothing else matters, a time comes when we need to
Just think of ourselves and let all others live and move along into their future.
As long as we’re together, everything will forever be better.

Keith Garrett

NEIGHBORS ARE A MEMORY

I lived when once a child around neighbors well known,

If you stay put long enough friendships are forever formed.

Whether or not you live in one place people still go away,

Neighbors are a memory more now in a fast moving world.

More and more we find that on our street there are no friends,

Are they a thing of the past, we live so close but rarely do we speak.

Are people so busy or do they just stay in their own worlds, keep to themselves,

Maybe just a glance, a sincere smile or nothing at all, are their names known?

The more houses are built, the less it seems we want to get acquainted,

Neighbors are a memory but not always in a world of what may be.

Keith Garrett

LOVE IS MANY THINGS

Red represents the color of love, there is love in green eyes,

On a cold, dark, night after work, is supper cooking, not love.?

Dancing in the dark to one’s favorite song,

With someone who cares, the sound of love.

A gift that’s given from a heart so true,

Puts a smile on her face, what is love to you.

Love is many things, a hug to a soul that’s blue,

A kind word to a friend for the pain he goes through.

Love is a prayer because you’re being listened to,

Love is the raindrops falling down,

Plants everywhere, grow from the ground.

Taking time to listen, giving to those who want to live,

What is love but unselfishness?

Love is many things,

To the world one day, may it bring peace.

Keith Garrett

“TRYING TO FIGURE OUT YESTERDAY”

To live In the moment, that’s what we do as we take hold of today,

The past Is no more real, a memory, pictures In an album to recall.

The things’ we’ve lost and discovered In yesterday remain with us,

Wanting Is a feeling, an emotion of this our human nature.

What do we have today that we did not have yesterday,

A little more and a little less fore to figure out, don’t know why.

A waste of time trying to understand what’s been taken from a hand,

Nothing to be gained, only loss, precious time lost In thought.

So to the future, we walk with arms’ opened wide, what’s In sight,

To yesterday a goodbye as we no longer try changing the story.

Trying to figure out yesterday when life leads us the rest of the way.

Keith Garrett

EIGHTEEN WHEELS

Leaving out of North Dakota, heading for Odessa Town,

Hopped up into my ole’ truck, eighteen wheels under my butt.

Haulin’ a load of lumber and steel,

Me and my music box, my hands on the steering wheel.

I’m headin’ for the heat of Texas,

It’s gonna be a long, long, road, don’t you know.

I turned up some good ole’ country tunes,

Time to put the hammer down.

This life I chose, on the road it’s to anywhere I roam,

Just a simple Kansas farm boy, one day I’ll go back home.

Eighteen wheels, rollin’ down the highway,

Eighteen wheels, doin’ it my way.

Just a good ole’ boy with places to be,

A country heart and I got things to see,

Eighteen Wheels and I’m runnin’ free.

Keith Garrett

OVER THE HILL TO A DIFFERENT WORLD

From yesterday is where I come from, my life is with a wife and child,

Seeking a new life and possibly a different place of settling down.

We are pioneers of the early nineteenth century traveling across

The hot desert where there is much hardship, sickness, and hunger,

There’s a chance I must take as my son is very sick with fever this day.

I say goodbye to all in our wagon train for now as I say perhaps there

Over the hill, I will find help, faith walks with me as I begin my quest,

Over the hill to a different world as I pass over the top of the ridge.

Am I dreaming as these impossible things appear before my tired eyes,

The wagon train is gone, vanished into the air, this can not be.

I see traveling machines, music, and that which can not possibly exist

People so different, I’m looked at so strangely as I tell of my plight.

My son is sick I say, he’s over that hill, a kind woman she was,

A bottle, something inside, these will make him better I’m told.

I must go now, I run for the hill, I climb as this world is not mine,

At the top I now see again my world and wagon train, I look back,

The world I walked into is now gone, only desert I left behind, my son does not die.

Keith Garrett

NATURAL WONDERS

Way up high upon the mountain I stand watching,

In many directions, I can see, since all things created.

This and all mountains of the world are an amazing sight,

A story for each one, many pages written since the beginning.

See far I do across the world at the oceans, the seven seas of beauty,

A mystery below the waters, so many discoveries yet to come.

From here the deserts are a wonderful sight, from here day and night,

The wonders that live together understand each other throughout time.

The sky and all that is far beyond is seen and dreamed from where I am,

Natural wonders have been thought of and created by a being most powerful.

Keith Garrett

THOUGHTS OF THE PAST

I think of being a child so long ago in the snow,

My family was much younger in those days of course.

A father young with energy, a mother full of life and friends,

When Batman and the Munsters were a favorite show of my day.

Coloring books from the past, Milton the monster show and more,

Bozo the clown or the Billy Barty show, Massachusetts long ago.

From the East to the West, life would change in a big, big, way,

What a different place, to this day I miss where I use to play.

Memories from Elementary school, games played, friends of the time,

From where I started to where I now stand, so much in between.

Change never goes away, faces fade and nothing remains the same,

Thoughts of the past keep me company, are they the only things that last.

Keith Garrett

“SENSES”

Within us, there are things that make us feel and communicate,

They are sensitive but powerful to the human function.

Necessary are these but not threatening to the survival of ones being,

They give us the ability to seek out and experience the wonders of the world.

The sense of smell gives us the ability to distinguish between fragrances,

To like or dislike what is in the air.

To see is to have the chance of being able to personally witness in color,

Or black and white pictures of the world remembered by your own mind.

Amazing is to hear fore it is the sense of many musical sounds,

To the ears the knowledge of whom or what is near you.

Now the sense of taste is a great and remarkable experience for all,

Eating foods and enjoying drinks, the word flavor means what to your mouth.

Touch or feel can be an incredible and exciting pleasure to enjoy,

It is the sense that man and woman may share together.

Keith Garrett