IMPOSSIBLE?

Impossible things, are they to be imagined,?

Too walk on the moon, travel to Mars.

See and touch the oceans’ floor,

Climb a mountain and reach for more.

It can be done, walking from coast to coast,

Break the sound barrier, faster than the speed of sound.

Travel in a balloon, across the world you go,

Fly in the sky, jump from the highest height.

Impossible things, impossible you say,

To rid the world of disease and cancer,

Can this be a possibility one day?

To love one another, hold hands across this world,

Terror put to an end, war, only a bad dream.

To all possible things, to the next one who can make it a reality.

Keith Garrett

IMAGINE THIS

Take a moment and imagine this, love so real,

A most special love, only to a woman who can’t be.

Think of a world where pain and sorrow are only a myth,

Where laughter and smiles wake you to each sunrise.

What if hunger and sickness were but a child’s nightmare,

Selfishness and hate were a demon caged in a place of no more.

Could love be forever as the moon shows its face in the sky,

Ask this beyond the sky to where heaven lies, is all possible?

Imagine this, is a kiss just a kiss, to the blind hearted only this,

To eyes that meet another, a connection may forever exist.

Imagine this, if dreams and wishes came true, I dream for you,

Your special wish would come true, imagine this.

Keith Garrett

I’M SORRY BUT,

IT WAS TIME FOR ME TO GO.

I’m sorry if I ever offended you, sorry If I brought you tears,

I hope you will forever remember me as we shared the best of years.

I laughed with you just as you all showed me your laughing faces,

We spent our time together, remember those childish places.

Forgive me if I ever made you sad, there were times I made you smile,

You were the best of friends, we’ll get together again in just a little while.

I’m sorry but, it was time for me to go, My show is over, catch me on another road,

I really wish I could have said goodbye, I gave my life to all of you, everything I showed.

I left a piece of me throughout that Yorba Linda land, I was once an innocent child,

A lifetime left some pain and scars, I had so much fun with you, I ran for years so wild.

Please think of me as I will always remember you, I’m close within your grasping hand,

I am not sad with this smiling face, I know what it is you have planned, I am upon the land.

In memory of Art Spence

Keith Garrett

I’M JUST A POOR BOY

No car do I own, socks’ full of holes, day by day an hourly wage,

I lie there In bed worrying about tomorrow, a bed of my own.

No credit cards’ or a bank account, my only money In an aging wallet,

A table of food always, dinner as a poor boy will gladly serve.

Clothes on my back, shoes that take me to where I survive,

Blesses of many In a world of sorrow and strife.

I’m just a poor boy with a smile and a tear, a wish and a fear,

What I lack In gold Is made up of treasure discovered every day.

I’ll take a trip somewhere from my mind, to a place of fantasy,

A rich man can’t find, where a poor boy can’t buy.

I’m just a poor boy with so much to give, I give to you,

I’m just a poor boy, what’s a poor boy to do.

Keith Garrett

I’M HERE!

My wagon went off the road, It turned upside down and I’m hurt,

The weather Is good so I lay here In the sun of the day In much pain.

Looking around I see the damage, my supplies are everywhere scattered,

There are people counting on me but I am where not a heart will see me.

As I stare up to the sky I see hawks circling about, not today I say,

I’m alive! there must soon be another wagon on the road passing by.

The crows are getting at the ripped open bags of seed, I throw my empty canteen,

My friends, the town must be searching for me now, I will be found alive.

Time passes by, please find me before the light turns to the dark of night,

A sound, a rumble getting closer, I try to let out a yell but I’m very weak,

I’m here!, with one burst of energy I scream, I’m here! I’m here!.

Keith Garrett

I’M GOING UP TO THE MOUNTAIN

I’ll be leaving In the morning at first daylight,

I’m going up to the mountain to breathe and think.

It’s time that I get away from here for a while,

There Is a very special place that waits for me.

Very different from down below where so much tension lives,

On the mountain, there exists a calming peace like no other.

Tonight I’ll make camp and spend time alone with nature,

Sitting by a warm fire eating fresh fish caught In the stream.

Being alone can be a bit frightening just as most peaceful,

A gun I do carry In case of sudden or nightly visitors.

A drink In hand and this much needed time up here on this land,

Tonight I sleep, In the morning I’ll slow down and see the world.

Keith Garrett

I’M GOING UP TO THE MOUNTAIN

I’ll be leaving In the morning at first daylight,

I’m going up to the mountain to breathe and think.

It’s time that I get away from here for a while,

There Is a very special place that waits for me.

Very different from down below where so much tension lives,

On the mountain, there exists a calming peace like no other.

Tonight I’ll make camp and spend time alone with nature,

Sitting by a warm fire eating fresh fish caught In the stream.

Being alone can be a bit frightening just as most peaceful,

A gun I do carry In case of sudden or nightly visitors.

A drink In hand and this much needed time up here on this land,

Tonight I sleep, In the morning I’ll slow down and see the world.

Keith Garrett

I’M GETTING OLDER

I first opened my eyes, once tiny and bright to this world,

A memory I do hold but remember not as I was a baby.

Pictures of my life are few compared to the window of my mind,

Once only a child, things I knew were also few, children that played

With this child are lost with time, always in my mind.

The world seems smaller as my life has spread further with the passing days,

I’m getting older, once I was a young teenager moving ever so fast.

Birthday to birthday comes a new number pinned to my aging soul,

Grateful am I with a much appreciated thank you and love of god

That he has given me life this long, I hope and pray that one day I’ll

Be forever remembered and once in a while thought of by you.

I’m getting older, maybe a touch wiser, possibly a better me,

I’m getting older, remember who I am, my name is Keith,

I am a mortal man living in this gift layed in my hand.

Keith Garrett

I’M GETTING OLDER TOO

I once saw children as I was a child, I hear them now,

The sounds from their voices are heard through my life.

It was so long ago and yet not that far away as I sit and think,

Those friends, all the little boys, and girls are scattered everywhere.

I still am me, inside and all that I am remains here, thinking and living,

A constant cycle as I was a boy and saw around me the older ones that walked.

Teenagers, parents of friends that grew older as soon I and you would get older too,

I now have children and nephews who are older than I once was as a child.

Older now am I than a father who once played with me as a young boy,

I’m getting older too, as we travel the world, as time moves along,

Could it be in the scheme of things that I again know you and you know me,

Maybe we don’t realize this because we don’t remember one another’s names.

Keith Garrett

I’M FREEZING!

Cloudy and dark, as the storm rolls on in,

Quiet is the morning, soon it begins.

I’m outside in cold, cold air, beneath the sky,

I go about my work, a coldness comes and the temperature drops.

The rain slowly starts to fall, I become wet with cold,

I’m freezing! I’m freezing! water drops upon the ground.

My feet are wet, my hands sting in the air,

The rain keeps on falling, falling everywhere.

Keith Garrett