Sun going down on another day, the breath of life lives,

The light in the sky survives just a little while longer.

Days are becoming shorter as they remain with hours of the same,

As the air grows colder then wood is gathered for that great fire.

Getting early evening things done before the setting of the sun,

A shower then dinner in the dark, some candles lit within the home.

Two whom can share all the beauty of a most precious given time,

Take hold of the night, may it last longer than what seems only a moment.

We have no idea that which is in store for us in the morning light,

Peaceful is the night, time for rest, take hold of the night, a piece of life.

Keith Garrett

Always walking, consistently moving along or active,

Constantly thinking, analyzing things and people around.

It’s motion that keeps my body and mind alive and running,

It can only stop if i stop, i’m a man in motion.

Writing about the world and those in my mind, my wondering mind,

Has given me sight, the ability to visualize and better understand.

Words have no meaning without the mind to interpret definition,

Poetry is song and emotion without instrumental sound.

A combination of these now lives in me, words i write,

Motion i have, i am poetry in motion.

Keith Garrett

HELLO DAD!

It has been quite awhile since last I saw your smile,

I remember you back there on a cool, Fall day, you could not stay.

Seven years old this boy, a dad not so old, you should have stayed home,

I say hello in a most different way, not the way it was when I sat on your lap,

Not the same as when we went to the park, watched television before bed.

My thoughts are of a yesterday before you could no longer say hello,

A vegetable garden recalled, model airplanes together, medals I held.

A flag that has disappeared, material belongings lost with the years,

What I have left are some pictures, your words written, and memories,

So, I thought I would take a moment to say hello! dad, you are not forgotten.

Keith Garrett

Do you remember what you said, one evening long ago,

When stars were in the sky and when we sauntered in the snow.?

Do you remember, darling, that you gave your love to me,

And that you told me it would last for all eternity.?

You said it would not matter if the world should disappear,

Your heart would still be faithful and your love would be sincere.

But now the stars are faded and the snow is not the same,

And empty is the echo when i call your gentle name.

The shadows lengthen in the night, the dawn is cold and gray,

And i must wonder to myself, why did you go away.?

Leon Russell Garrett

As i was walking, dark clouds with storm written in the sky lingered,

As i stared and wondered what it would be like to float in them.

I could almost see the wind blowing them across the world,

Pushing and shoving each one as their shapes changed with every second.

High above the earth where it is free, clouds of white, clouds of black,

Are a miracle of a thing together with all things for us to be.

When all seems hopeless and lost, when darkness appears forever to be,

Dreaming as i gaze to heaven, high above an opening does break through,

There’s a feeling, looking with my heart, through the clouds, I’ve seen love shine.

Keith Garrett

A VIEW WORTH SEEING

Fortunate if you are to see throught the darkness,

For granted do not take the gift of light, always night.

Scenes and visions from the mind are wonderful at times,

To open your eyes and nothing rests in your sight a fright.

A view worth seeing comes to the grateful eyes day or night,

The morning light with the birds beautiful in your sight.

Wherever you go a picture of color awaits, always changing,

Each day a different view, open your eyes to a view worth seeing.

Keith Garrett

When one takes life then then they take from God,

Steal a precious gift that only comes from the Lord.

Why does a human being kill, murder in their heart,

Disregard a life and throw them away as trash.

Monsters without a conscience, not a heart or soul,

If you can kill without thought, no remorse to be found,

When life is nothing then nothing you are.

We are not the judges of death, not ours to decide,

They wander around with reasons to kill, the heartless ones.

Keith Garrett

Oh my god! I am finding my family, I lost them forever,

Were they kept from me through the years, another side.

They do live, exist in another time zone through much of my time,

Since a time when I was so young I have not again seen these blood relatives.

Distance and time take away what can never be replaced, lost years and some family,

They went about their days just as we out here did, cheated I feel but here I am.

A piece of the family puzzle has been found with some effort and wanting,

Still far in distance as a little closer we have become, one day at a time we find.

A family has grown back there in the Eastern snow, I want to go,

A lifetime ago I did walk down streets, stand in the snow where they still do.

We are separated by choice and decisions made a long time ago,

A piece of the family puzzle has been located, like a treasure discovered,

Lost between the East and the West, wherever did those days go.

Keith Garrett

Jealousy for a young girl would soon turn to grief,

Wishing selfishly that her new born brother would never be.

Through coincidence and reasons only god knows, a brother dies,

Believing in her heart and mind that her bad thoughts are to blame

She travels far, high upon a mountain where closer to god she might be.

Tired, so very tired as she lays herself down upon the mountain ground,

Before she sleeps a prayer she makes to god for her brothers life in place of her own.

When the morning light shines this child awakes covered in warmth and a man with a smile,

Where did he come from as he asks how she slept and a bowl of hot porridge offered to her.

He asks of her journey there, he is a most unusual sort of man whom appears to possess much wisdom,

She speaks of her conversation with god as he listens with a look of great understanding.

“What is your name she asks,” I am Jonathan! this is my mountain and you are far from home,

I wanted to be as high as possible so that god would hear me when i said i was sorry.

Listen child!, It’s not your fault, he has made his decision, your brother with him, you with your family,

Was this a miracle that a father found his daughter high on a mountain, was he shown the way,

Where was Jonathan, was he an angel,? she shared time with him, never again was he seen.

Keith Garrett

She, a mother and wife of a man she trusts,

He is a traveler of business to lands of the world,

Baseball cards become a clue, figure it out she will do.

A paper trail of money will lead her to a man she once knew,

Across many countries, she will seek him out, children at home.

A father who does not care, never a thought but money everywhere,

Deception, a most worthless type of human being, he does not see.

How can this be, he has a different reality, not things that you believe,

He is far away, leave him there, go home and start a life today.

Keith Garrett