THINGS I HAVE SEEN

Born with these eyes that for a lifetime have seen,

Wonderful pictures of a world that seem like a dream.

Things I have seen are those of beauty and life combined,

Things I have seen are of darkness and quite horrible things.

Things I have seen should not have been there to ever see,

Not from eyes of the Innocent child who hasn’t had time to dream.

Things I have seen are of hope, love, and courageous things,

Things I have seen are of views from so many different ways.

The things I have seen of mystery and unusual scenery,

A lifetime that makes up a movie of all that I am to be.

Keith Garrett

THEY WOULD BE FOREVER

They met before the beginning of world war two, a lifetime ago,

A young man and woman just starting out, war was coming.

He would enlist in the army and go away, would he survive to return,

Pearl harbor and many other places for a young man to see,

In another time beauty, death and destruction for a moment In time.

They would be forever as this young woman would follow her love

On his travels to many different places In this world.

After his time In a war never forgotten but wished to be forgotten

They settled in a town called Monrovia In California for a life.

As they are now married for I believe sixty seven years and sit

Together each day with smiles always on their faces and much faith.

There was a time when once these two young people had hope for

The future as each night they slept on a floor of dirt with only togetherness.

They built their home here and have had a long and happy life,

Now In their nineties, they are still active with their family, friends, and each other.

They’ve done a wonderful thing over the years as these kind hearted souls

Adopted more than once giving homes to children, life and happiness, a chance.

To two people who are holding hands watching the sun go down, they would be forever,

Harold and Blanche,

Keith Garrett

THEY USED TO BE,

THE STOOGES THREE

Their antics were so ridiculous and funny,

Back in the thirties these men of slapstick so silly and funny.

Always into trouble just trying to get by,

Schemes and ideas were the thoughts they would try.

In haunted houses or western towns,

These foolish three could always be found.

A different job, another place,

A look so silly on each of their faces.

Moe was the leader or boss who seemed so mean,

Yelling and slapping, or a poke in the eyes that sure

Must have hurt at least to normal men it would be.

Curly with his many sounds and movements,

Messing everything up like a child, by Moe was punished.

Now then there was Larry, quiet was he,

The middle man of the stooges three.

Their comedy was great, routines smoothe as can be,

Moe, Larry, and Curly, they use to be, the stooges three.

Keith Garrett

FEELINGS OF FALL AGAIN

There’s a change of seasons, it’s in the air,

The night turns to a crisp Autumn cold.

The shadows appear early as the days become less,

A chill comes to settle here in the west.

The leaves change of color before they float gently to the ground,

Not a sound do they make as they touch where they’re bound.

From dawn until dusk swiftly travels the sun,

The moon shows its face sooner as early the day’s done.

The fog starts to move along the shore,

Now that it’s Fall, Summer no more.

These things that we call, feelings of Fall.

Keith Garrett

FEELINGS OF FALL

September is half over, waiting for the heat to fade,

The days are slowly getting shorter, the air is changing.

The morning light will come later as the night will be sooner,

As November shows its face in many ways, feelings of Fall.

Watch the leaves falling from the trees, colors of yellow, brown,

Look up at the mountains, see the shadows grow earlier, feel the change.

There becomes a morning dew, plants have a wetness to them, fog arrives,

As the cold sets in after so long of heated days, we adjust to our robes and slippers.

The time arrives when we can start a warm fire, a hot cup of a favorite drink,

I see the animals as they get ready for the next season, feelings of Fall.

Keith Garrett

THEY TRIED TO TAKE OUR FARM

To sweat and actually bleed, long hot days giving our all,

When the rooster crows we are already starting the morning.

What it takes to keep a farm, everyone pulling together as one,

You’ll find out quickly that no one will care, so you better care more.

The government decided they wanted our land, they asked politely,?

We said no! we don’t want to sell, that wasn’t really a question you see.

They got mean, we decide to get meaner, no one is taking our farm,

Here we’ll stand with guns in hand, die if we must, this is our land.

Together as one woman and men, we were ready to fight for a farm, our home,

They tried to take our farm, we prayed for peace, we want this not to be,

In the end, we did not fall, we said it all, they went away, this is our home.

Keith Garrett

THEY LOVE THEIR PEOPLE

The love of a dog, they want only to be cared about, they are loyal,

How Is It that one could hurt, kick, abuse mans best friend?

They don’t want to sleep outside In the cold, Winter rain,

Chained to a tree In the hot, Summer sun Is not a tasty treat.

Slapped and have a rock thrown at them when they don’t understand,

Yelled at and told to get out of here when they just wanted to show love.

They love their people, feed them a snack, scratch their warm, furry back,

Throw a ball and see them run In the sun till It’s time to go Inside.

When It’s suppertime they’re ready to help, part of the family,

Time to relax, they have their spot, In the chair with you,

On the floor next to a fire, a dog has feelings too.

Watch a T.V. show with you, that’s what a dog will do,

Time to go to bed! they love their people, goodnight.

Keith Garrett