A SIMPLE DAY

Wake up to a mixture of clouds and sun,

Feed the birds and squirrels, It’s morning now.

A cup of coffee, no caffeine for me, a quiet thought,

The world is much to fast, faster than what I have come to be,

I can now get things done, the way I want it to be for me.

A simple day in the rain or sun, I have some time to have some fun,

At the computer my thoughts are given out to the world.

A simple day, nothing gets in my way, I can keep to myself,

A movie, a show, exercise that keeps me healthy and ready to go.

Keith Garrett

A SEARCH FOR ANSWERS

Since the beginning of time much curiosity of what’s before us,

Thoughts and questions had man on journeys of discovery.

About the oceans, such mysteries far down below, always questions,

Voyages to find out why and what this all means, never ending search.

The mountains, the sky that circles our huge planet that is so small,

Why in the span of time we get only a moment to understand our existence.

A search for answers has been a quest of man since the first breath given,

Never will it cease to be a search for answers too these questions we seek.

Keith Garrett

A SAILOR

A sailor talks of far away lands and the ports where he would like to be,

He relates to all in a salty drawl, his love for the roll of the sea.

Let’s hear him boast of powers so great, let’s hear of his deeds so bold,

Let’s hear him tell of seas of hell, and the treasures he’s bought and sold.

Let’s hear his yarn of the south sea Isles, his romance on balis shores,

Or the girl he had with eyes so sad in the land of the sliding doors.

And let me tell you what you never hear, of the loneliness that tortures his soul,

When the sun’s last light gives into night, he’s a dreamer, not a sailor so bold.

Yes, a sailor dreams when the sun goes down, and the wind lies slack on the sea,

Of the heavenly bliss of a woman’s kiss, and the home where he longs to be.

There a lamp burns low thru the lonely night, there a heart waits patiently,

There tears are shed as a prayer is said for a sailor who dreams at sea.

To live his past let no man wish for there is more than the tales he told,

Though his laugh is long and his heart is strong, inside he wrestles his soul.

Leon Russell Garrett

A MAN AND HIS GUITAR

He came from a long time ago,

This man of such a character, his music is to know.

From his days with the James Gang, as an Eagle he flies,

The way that he dresses opens our eyes.

A voice that’s unique, that you know him as he speaks,

He sings his songs, from his guitar his energy was created.

If his name is not known to you, Joe Walsh will you not forget,

Such an artist with his tunes, most would like to have met,

Joe Walsh is the man, his guitar is his trademark.

Keith Garrett

A PERFECT MOMENT

When darkness falls and the night is quiet,

Fighting is no more, words are of silence.

Sitting on a bench, hand in hand,

A drink for two on my private land.

When the echoes of sirens are no longer close,

The scream of the freeway is not near my home.

When all is everything I want it to be,

A fantasy is made in my own world to see.

A perfect moment can only be what we make it to be,

Things of change piece by piece, a perfect moment can be anything.

Keith Garrett

A PLACE FOR US

Paradise is a hard to find world, been a long time comin’

I’m a rocker, have you heard the New York serenade?

I used to practice at my father’s house, he was jack of all trades,

He was a real man who would tell you things point blank.

Once he bought me a pink Cadillac, I wish I were blind,

Growin up in Reno wasn’t so bad, It wasn’t magic.

My beautiful reward was when I met my Sherry darling,

It was a place called Jacob’s Ladder on highway 29.

We were both just looking for a little human touch,

Something we were both missing, I said I wanna be with you.

It wasn’t a line, It was real, she makes me feel like I’m on fire,

I told her I’d prove it all night and I’d be here in the light of day.

We have been together for a while now, ‘I told her’ I’ll work for your love,

I talked to a woman named Mrs. McGrath,

I’m going down to see about a place for us.

I told her I’m doing this for you, for us,

I have a good eye for the beauty I see in you,

Sherry darling, I wanna marry you.

Keith Garrett

A PERFECT CRIME

They think that they are of something unique,

No one ever is watching, no one sees they think.

They plot and they plan, not so logical, woman or man,

Thoughts that roam their scary, sick minds,

They act calm and kind as they plan ones demise.

A perfect crime of many sorts fill the criminal minds,

They seem not to worried about being caught at the time.

Going on with their deeds believing they will always be free,

When they plan a perfect crime, what is in their minds.

Keith Garrett

A MAN SO KIND

He had a life, so many years ago I met a man with such a smile,

Quiet with a heart so large, always a kind word or nothing at all.

He could be rough and tough, never did he want something from you,

A strong but gentle human being was he, a beautiful friend indeed.

A man so kind, Harold, today you are surely on my mind, you were loved,

Driving down the street, working in your yard, a chance to know you was mine.

Yes sir! a life you had, your smile will be always seen if only in a dream,

It’s hard to believe but this was your time to fly, leave this place behind.

It is in another home where you now roam, you journeyed beyond what is known,

You had a great life from once a small boy until your last day with much wisdom.

A man so kind is in this world hard to find, it does not seem fair that you are not here,

I saw you yesterday, you are thought of on this day, I will see you tomorrow.

Keith Garrett

A NEW PARADISE

I sit back and think of the possibility that we may start again,

If not here then is there some other place of peace and happiness.

In the beginning we hear about a garden, it disappeared from us,

A new paradise where we can hear the birds sing without trouble on the horizon.

Listen to the wind without the painful, tragic, sounds of sirens,

A wonderful island, a new world where we are equal in every way.

Money holds no meaning in this paradise home where not a soul walks alone,

Food so plenty, pains of hunger never again in this new paradise where all are friends.

Sickness no more, no worries of a cure that were learned about many years before,

A place that sounds familiar, written in story books, a fantasy not believed,

Believe in this as once such a place did exist, a lesson learned if so happens again.

Keith Garrett

A CHAMPION YOU ARE

You tee off at dawn with club in hand,

Swinging for your target, you take your stand.

Giving up is not what you do,

Eighteen holes, whatever it takes to make it through.

Walking the course no matter how tired,

Strength and fight are in you to win this match.

On to another day, one more tee off,

Again swinging that club till the end.

Every sunset under par, Always a champion you are.

Keith Garrett