EXPRESSIONS

There are those with looks of a fear unexplained,

Scared of something ,the world does not understand.

Laughing in the park, a man, and woman,

Happy are their faces as seen from the street.

Crying all alone under a tree, tears of life,

Sadness spills out of a heart so broken.

Anger sits in the soul of a human being with hurt,

Upset at the loss of loves rejection.

Many faces of this life worn, expressions learned,

Expressions so true, those of me, those of you.

Keith Garrett

EYES FROM A DISTANCE

They’re seen, from the park as I walk down the street,

Standing there it is this person under a tree, I can see.

In the store, I wander, shopping for food, again these eyes,

They are here, a color now seen as closer they are to me.

Eyes from a distance are upon me, their faces are searched,

So many colors all from different views, bright eyes too.

I’m everywhere, at times i can see them stare, they dare,

Eyes from a distance are not well known, they roam.

Eyes tell a story, they hold inside secrets of a life,

Eyes from a distance, what do they know, see what they show.

Keith Garrett

EXPRESSIONS

There are those with looks of a fear unexplained,

Scared of something ,the world does not understand.

Laughing in the park, a man, and woman,

Happy are their faces as seen from the street.

Crying all alone under a tree, tears of life,

Sadness spills out of a heart so broken.

Anger sits in the soul of a human being with hurt,

Upset at the loss of loves rejection.

Many faces of this life worn, expressions learned,

Expressions so true, those of me, those of you.

Keith Garrett

EVERYTHING IS ON ITS WAY

TO SOMEWHERE

We’re all connected from the beginning of time,

No matter where we are or where we are headed.

From the first sign of DNA, we have a link to each other,

It has been discovered that in some way we are all related.

Everything is on its way to somewhere while the earth keeps spinning,

Think about it, a bite of an apple eaten and swallowed, an ongoing voyage.

From a tree planted from seed, it then grows with time as the apple forms,

The flowing river makes its way to the ocean while the ocean carry’s it away.

Everything is in constant movement or aging as it makes its journey to other places,

The wind, the falling leaves continue on even though things disappear they are never gone.

Everything is on its way to somewhere, living or not, to somewhere, constant energy.

EVERYTHING COMES WITH A PRICE

Not only do we pay to live In every way but also with what we say,

To eat, have water, we must pay with a coin, a dollar hard earned.

The air we breathe, even dirt has a price on It, once something free,

Today, the time has come when nothing Is free, greed, pay or have nothing.

Love has Its own special price, much work and sacrifice Is most needed,

It too can be lost If not a daily concern, friendship has value, don’t take for granted.

When doing the right thing then there Is also a price to be paid In another way,

Standing up for that which we believe In, to speaking out loud has a big price.

Marching against, protesting, going against the law, right or wrong has Its price,

Everything comes with a price, growing old If ever so lucky comes with a trade,

One day we give our lives to god, the thanks for a life, with our souls we pay.

Keith Garrett

EVERYONE HURTS SOMETIMES

Emotions run deep, hidden inside are feelings so strong,

Beneath a layer of human appearance rests another side.

What hurts in the mind also hurts within a soul’s heart,

Everyone hurts sometimes, maybe the wanting for a friend.

Things that don’t go your way, thoughts of a haunting yesterday,

Everyone hurts in a moment, quietly they suffer not wanting sympathy,

Others scream out in agony, help me! they say, fix this painful day.

Everyone hurts sometimes, life can be beautiful or it can be unkind.

Keith Garrett

EVERYONE HAS A STORY

Before our first breath of life, our first day recognized,

A book, blank on the inside, pages not yet written.

The cover plain without scene or color, our story begins,

This is our book until the last page written, everyone has a story.

We begin with that which we first see, pictures created,

We have the choice too write this ourselves or be written about.

Live our lives through our own eyes, walk and dream, page by page,

We will learn and experience many things as we travel our chosen path.

There will be times when a road taken is not the one we might desire,

We will come across every emotion created and attempt to deal with it.

Everyone has a story to write, write it yourself until the last page,

When it’s time to put that pen down, rest your weary head.

Keith Garrett

EVERYDAY

Every day I wake whether there be sun or clouds,

I take in a breath fore I am so fortunate to have another.

The light of morning is shown to my ageing eyes,

Every day I am grateful to see the sky, feel the wind go by.

Walking along the streets, through the park many sights,

This is my every day, the birds visit my yard, nature plays.

To love and be loved is hoped for in one’s life, a blessing,

Every day holds no guarantees of anything but we keep the faith.

Every day will not be forever, not until we travel off to heaven.

Keith Garrett

EVERYBODY HURTS SOMETIMES

Everybody hurts, everybody cries sometimes,

Everybody wants to be needed, can you even understand.

I am crying from within my soul, take a look within my eyes,

I want you to hear my words, does anybody care what happens to me now.

Everybody loves at one time, tears as if one day it drifts away, Do you cry,

Is it possible to love just one more time, time slips away into an olden age,

Everybody hurts sometimes, are we gathered here for one last time,

Does it hurt when life is so unkind, there are ghosts that linger within my mind,

Everybody hurts, are we all alone within our thoughts when the lights go out,

Shed a tear for the world tonight, everybody hurts, is everything alright, tonight.

Keith Garrett

ENTER HIS KINGDOM

Some have said that everyone is born with a sentence of death,

Life after, to live in eternity is said to be of the greatest peace.

There is a purpose for our lives here on this earth,

Lessons to understand, to feel and experience all emotions.

The greatest joy and gift that one may receive can only be a dream

As we live and breathe here in this world,

The thought of death, to die appears as something so horrible.

Life is a precious mystery that we all are given by god,

We are blessed with the chance and knowing that one day

When our time is here done that we will enter his kingdom.

Sin will be no more, pain, suffering, and hatred will die,

Everlasting love and beauty will be ours,

Enter his kingdom and live forever.

Keith Garrett