Going out In style, everyone has their moment, their time to shine,

Running and dancing, climbing hills, riding skateboards In our youth.

Not to say that one can’t live or enjoy all these things In our later lives,

No matter the exercise or the love of that which we do we will slow down.

The basketball star moves with energy and vitality along the open floor,

He passes the torch and says goodbye and moves on to a different day.

He throws the football to the cheers of the fan, for many years a star,

He sets the ball upon the ground then walks from the stadium to a hall of fame.

Swing the bat, a baseball hero plays for many seasons of Springs and Summer days,
When the cheers are nomore his bat Is headed for a place called Cooper’s town U. S. A.

Nothing Is less or more Important for one person than It Is for another, we all see the setting sun,

For whatever we do the day will come when we all will ride off Into the sunset, we lived.

Keith Garrett

At times is it that i don’t quite understand,

Do i hear the words spoken but perhaps do not listen.

Maybe i don’t sometimes see although i possess sight,

Do you think inside of me the anger lives much to long.

Am i missing a piece of happiness that is so close, i can’not see,

My mind is always spinning, i seem to have not much peace.

I watch the world from where i am and don’t like what i see,

I can’not change all that is bad but i can change some things in me.

Oh my god!, I do believe you know the answers to what i have thought,

I do believe from long ago that you knew where our world was heading.

You gave free will, we have a choice but mankind has taken for granted,

The beauty and gift of this life, is it to late for all to change what’s damaged.

Keith Garrett

Wherever you may be standing then there’s something to see,

Watch what’s In front of you, keep your eyes on the horizon.

Be ever so careful, always on that which surrounds your world,

Turn around, something Is there, what might It be, beware.

There are times when we need to turn around and see yesterday,

Remember where we have come from and what we have learned.

Turn around once In awhile to your past, look hard to see friends missed,

Turn around to understand, see your regrets but leave them there.

We can turn around to many things, always be able to see what’s behind,

There’s no turning back to yesterday except In your thoughts and ageing mind.

Keith Garrett

Xavier is a name not to common, will you agree,

Exit sounds like an x but only a word to be.

X-ray is a picture, one that shows inside,

X marks the spot, where a treasure may be.

Extra is something more although it appears to start with x,

An x could be a wife or husband, it could be the start of xylophone.

Excellent is very good but this does not begin with x, only sounds like it,

An x is a most unusual letter, many stories are told using this,

X stands for ?, more than is probably thought of.

Keith Garrett

They met before the beginning of world war two, a lifetime ago,

A young man and woman just starting out, war was coming.

He would enlist In the army and go away, would he survive to return,

Pearl harbor and many other places for a young man to see,

In another time beauty, death and destruction for a moment In time.

They would be forever as this young woman would follow her love

On his travels to many different places In this world.

After his time In a war never forgotten but wished to be forgot

They settled In a town called Monrovia In California for a life.

As they are now married for I believe sixty seven years and sit

Together each day with smiles always on their faces and much faith.

There was a time when once these two young people had hope for

The future as each night they slept on a floor of dirt with only togetherness.

They built their home here and have had a long and happy life,

Now In their nineties they are still active with their family, friends, and each other.

They’ve done a wonderful thing over the years as these kind hearted souls

Adopted more than once giving homes to children, life and happiness, a chance.

To two people whom are holding hands watching the sun go down, they would be forever,

Harold and Blanche,

Keith Garrett

The leaves, they fall from the standing trees,

Birds In the sky fly, short are their lives.

A boy and girl holding hands In the dark,

An Image In time as they become man and woman.

Seasons of four change through the year,

Love has a season, sometimes a lifetime.

The nights are always dark, a still quiet,

Just as the day Is light, the world Is alive.

Summers with friends often come to their end,

Time marches on, that’s the way It Is.

Fly away little bird, animals run till they’re done,

A son, a daughter go away with the setting sun.

The way It Is, just the way It Is,

We’re born to die, someday too touch the sky.

Keith Garrett

Freedom of speech, the words, phrase, and the meaning are not clear,

It Is our right we are told that speak we may In public our own way.

There Is no such thing as saying what you’re thinking out loud In the streets,

They say that It’s your right but you better be careful of what you are saying.

How much freedom of speech do we really have, I do know not that much,

I had my Attorney tell me about freedom of speech, that anyone can say what they want.

There Is no freedom of speech In the work place, try It and see what happens,

Management can not call you names, sing songs over the radio about you and your problems.

They can not make fun with a tune about the tragedy’s Of your life In front of customers,

Stress and harassment are the words that come to mind, Ignore them Is not an option.

There may be freedom of speech to a point but there Is something called rights,

People are killed depending on how they choose to use their speech, there are rules.

Watch what you speak as there are those with the power to make you go away,

Freedom of speech Is a right, there are consequences when not done the way some

Want, watch what you say, freedom of speech holds a high price today.

Keith Garrett

Heaven Is somewhere but Is It really up so high beyond the ending sky,

Could there be a fog like place, are there fluffy clouds all around.

Believe do I that It does exist somewhere beyond the universe,

I believe that heaven Is In a demension within all that exists.

A beautiful land of green grass and peaceful hills there would be,

An Inner world that can be Imagined and believed by those with faith.

Each of us may believe that heaven Is someplace high above but where Is up,

The earth rests In space, floating In a universe that has no known ending.

Could there be a place on the other side, a spiritual resting place for eternity,

God and Jesus are closer than we know, Heaven Is a place we’ll one day know.

Keith Garrett

You may have to be at least fifty, Who does remember a cartoon,?

Here he comes, here comes speed racer, he’s a demon on wheels,

He’s a demon and he’s gonna be chasin’ after someone.

A memory of a boy from nighteen sixty six to sixty eight comes alive,

Speed racer, Go speed racer go!, He wore a blue shirt with white collar,

The letter of G In yellow on It, Around his neck a red racing Bandana.

Speed, he wore white pants and lucky red socks, brown loafers and yellow gloves,

A brown, almost black Pompadour like Elvis, eyes of brown with a white open

Face helmut and the letter M on It, Who does remember a cartoon.

Driving his Mach 5 car In many races of adventure and danger, Speed Racer,

He’s gainin’ on you so you better look alive, he’s busy revvin’ up a powerful Mach 5,

And when the odds are against him and there’s dangerous work to do.

pop racer, mom racer, his older brother Rex, the mysterious racer x,

Speed has a girlfriend Trixie, let’s not forget Spaarky his friend and mechani

Yes! little brother Spritle whom with pet chimp chim- chim were always In trouble.

You bet your life Speed Racer, will see It through, go speed racer! go speed racer! go speed racer go!

He’s off and flyin’ as he guns the car around the track, he’s jammin’ down the pedal like he’s

Never comin’ back, adventures waitin’ just ahead, Go speed racer! go speed racer!

Go Speed Racer Go!

Keith Garrett

I guess that I don’t quite understand what’s been happening to our world,

We’re In It together, none of us can run away and hide from the destruction.

Everything Is taken for granted as If we are owed something from somewhere,

One man Is waiting for the next to take care of the problems that exist.

I think at times we all try to hide and close our eyes to make It go away,

Our world Is being destroyed for money, the mighty dollar Is evil In a bad hand.

There is so much wrong doing from one side of the globe all the way around,

The world Is not bad, those whom do not care, the ones whom will do anything for a dollar

Are the bad, Pollution, crime, and corruption are destroying gods beautiful creation.

He rests out there somewhere watching as we slowly fade away one day,

There Is much more to say but we can’t escape ourselves until our day to go away.

Keith Garrett