THE ICE CREAM MAN

On a hot, sunny, day travel through your neighborhood I do,

Driving My white truck blasting a tune, a quarter will get it for you.

The music is my warning, like a drug it turns children into addicts,

They run screaming across their yards, someone please give me some money.

Chase me they do, watch them run under the Summer sun,

Give up they will not, waiving treasure from their hands for a treat.

I am the ice cream man, listen to my music and for a price an ice cream in hand,

Snow cones, popsicles, fudge bars, and more, my little truck is an ice store,

Listen for the music, it will make your mind spin, I’m the ice cream man so dig in.

Keith Garrett

THE HEART OF A POET

One whom dreams, through feelings Inside that make their way to the surface,

Thinking, always thinking about that which lives around us, possibilities of hope.

From the heart of a poet comes neverending thoughts and wishes spilled out,

With the skill and gift given to write from the heart, a pen moves with the hand.

The writing never has to stop as there are thoughts and scenes seen from a mind that dreams,

The heart of a poet lives In many a person and there are those who don’t yet see.

From me to you and every heart that has many stories to tell, from the heart of a poet.

Keith Garrett

THE FLAG STILL WAVES

IS IT THE SAME?

They fought to a bloody end back when there was a revolution,

Their fight for freedom was long as today they would ask what’s wrong.

Nothing was ever perfect from then till now and it won’t ever be,

I don’t believe the flag is waved today as it once was in a yesterday.

The stars and stripes are still in the same place but does it mean anything,?

Think of seventeen seventy six before there was an American flag.

There are many more today, the flag still waves, is it the same,?

Flags blow in the wind all over the world, colorful are they, what do they say.e

Competition and fighting over land has never changed, today power and money are the names,

It sure is scary that men of many emotions are in control of mass weaponry of nuclear power.

Money exchanging hands will probably never go away, to the highest bidder bombs make their way,

The flag still waves, it’s not the same, let’s pray that the world is saved,

Those men from long ago, don’t let their fight and sacrifice go in vain.

Keith Garrett

THE BEST SUMMER OF MY LIFE

Think far back or just a few years if there was a season remembered,

I was a child when those first Summers played, a time not in my mind.

Places that I have lived have Summers that belong to them, what is remembered,

There have been many seasons of the heated time, some of the best in my life,

Do you remember a house and city you may have lived in as a child or teen,

Friends, running with the wind, full of energy as the days seemed to never end.

The best Summer of my life, the first one that has never been recalled to this day,

The best Summer of my life was the last Summer as a young boy with my dad.

When you are young it is that when school is out every Summer will be the best,

For me, there was a great place, some of the best Summers of my life, Yorba Linda,

I was ten when I moved there and for all those kids who did, do you remember the magic.?

The best Summer of my life is every Summer I awake to from beginning to end.

Keith Garrett

THE ANSWERS I HAVE

Already have I the answers to the questions I’ll ask,

Not knowing why I ask of things already known by me.

Mistakes are made by which lessons are learned,

To little, too late or perhaps a chance for this man.

A bad choice is made, learn what can be learned,

The answers I have to my questions of this wrong I do.

Think before I act, a lesson so simple without thought,

Think before I speak and avoid my loss.

Keith Garrett

TEACH ME TO LEARN

At times the words are heard inside, the sentences scrambled,

Easy to say yes! I understand, Harder to know the meaning of what’s said.

We can  not do the work if we are not shown how to perform,

If we do not get the picture then we do not comprehend.

Teach me to learn so that I may understand and a lesson is mine,

From a thought to a word, a sentence is formed, I do hear.

Practice with my ears and mind to overcome an obstacle,

A disability to conquer, teach me to learn, I will understand.

Keith Garrett

TALK TO HIS HEART

Speak words that are truly felt from inside, he will listen,

Hear what you have to say is what he will do when you open up.

It might appear that he is not there anywhere but speak your words,

Talk to his heart and he will hear you, know will he of your love and faith.

Talk to his heart and he will reach out to you, quietly as he seems so far away,

He’s in a different place right now, a much different state of mind.

Talk to his heart and a heart will in return say many loving things back,

Talk to his heart, two hearts connected from separate places.

Keith Garrett

TAKE SUPPER WITH ME

The sun was setting, shadows stretched out beyond the hills,

A breeze suddenly came forcing leaves from the aging trees.

Chilly on this night as a pile of wood rests waiting for a warm fire,

A roof over this mans head, supper on the stove, and a bed to call my own.

Step out do i to have a smoke from my pipe, relaxing while a meal is cooking,

I see in the distance a stranger with body movement of desperation, pacing.

Examine the situation do I as this most lonely, scared person, loiters,

Call to him I do, are you okay! I watch as this soul looks my way,

Be wary of strangers I think to myself but there is no worry here.

Come in out from the cold and take supper with me, it’s your choice,

I was taking a chance, in the end, the chance I took changed someone’s life.

Keith Garrett

FORGIVENESS

Not always earned as the gift is many times given,

Forgiven is the man or woman, not without anger kept.

I forgive you says the man you could care less about,

Never an apology, only, I’m sorry you feel this way I say.

Forgiveness may be easy in some way, feelings are gone away,

Let it go, the pain they have shown to you, say goodbye today.

Keith Garrett

STRANDED ON THE MOON

Left here for a while, what is needed lay at my side,

There is no air but the gift of breath is with me now.

From this place, it is that the universe is alive,

In all directions, everything created is before these eyes.

Comets zoom by with the greatest of speed,

Stars are bright, every day appears as night.

Asteroids are somewhere out there, everywhere,

I sit here stranded on the moon among the cosmos.

The sun is so bright with fire, burning in the dark,

The only thing i can not see is heaven, where are you.?

The earth is spinning faster than I have ever imagined it to,

Like a dream to see the oceans’ and a world not so big

Compared to what is seen from here.

Keith Garrett