BY KEITH GARRETT

They come to play, these men of the field,

All dressed the same for this game they don’t fear.

Nine men with a number and a name on their back,

The goal is to defend and conquer this enemy whom will attack.

A crowd will gather in support of these warriors well trained,

They’ll cheer till the end, this battle of power that has its own name.

One by one each stands at the plate,

As one lone attacker throws his weapon their way.

With a bat in his hands he defends his ground,

A crack that echoes can be heard if he strikes back

At him what was thrown from the mound.

They dive and they jump to stop what’s sent their way,

Too hold back the attack of nine men here today.

These boys of Summer who fight to become champions

Of the game to be remembered for what they have done.

Keith Garrett

My eyes i would give you and be blind so you could see,

So that you could hear the sounds of the world, deaf i would be.

I would give up my voice that you may sing out your song,

Hold onto your hand when the pain of life becomes too strong.

If i could make it alright, any sickness for you would be my fight,

If i could make it alright, my sleep i would lose so you may rest through the night.

My heart is mine just as your heart belongs to you,

If i could make it alright then know that my heart i would give to you.

The ultimate gift would be to give so that another could live,

If your heart did cease to beat then my life i would give to you.

Keith Garrett

              The night is dark and quiet, a breeze is in the air,

             I’ll rest up for the night, barefoot and feeling alright.

              The morning soon will come to life, open my eyes,

           Put on my shoes and get ready for the day, a new day.

                Work outside from sun till it’s done, heat or rain,

        Whatever it takes to see the job done under the falling sun.

             Whether it be sweat or cold, i’ll make it young or old,

               When the day is gone then it’s time to stroll home.

        Tired feet but life is so sweet, in my yard again for the night,

                         Untie my shoes is the thing that i’ll do,

                        Off they go until the morning is known.

       Keith Garrett

Left here for awhile, what is needed lay at my side,

There is no air but the gift of breath is with me now.

From this place it is that the universe is alive,

In all directions everything created is before these eyes.

Comets zoom by with the greatest of speed,

Stars are bright, everyday appears as night.

Asteroids are somewhere out there, everywhere,

I sit here stranded on the moon among the cosmos.

The sun is so bright with fire, burning in the dark,

The only thing i can’not see is heaven, where are you.?

The earth is spinning faster than i have ever Imagined it to,

Like a dream to see the oceans and a world not so big

Compared to what is seen from here.

Keith Garrett

              To step outside the world I’ve known,

         Leave it all behind and those whom know me.

                  Off on a great journey to see it all,

  Into the wilderness as if nothing else matters anymore.

                     To try things never tried before,

               Experience life through a new open door.

                      Perhaps a fear of what lies ahead,

                   I trek across the land, survive if i can.

                     See many new things from my eyes,

                        Into the night i hear nature cry.

                   Not expecting never to go home again,

                    Lost in the wild is where my life ends. 

Keith Garrett

              Last night i dreamed i was a child,

   The horror, sadness, all emotions seemed so real.

               As if someone had taken him away,

           Searched did i everywhere,Oh! the pain.

       In my dream another gone, one disappearing,

               This was not real as i was dreaming.

 In my dream i saw paper napkins floating down stream, 

               Representing the loss, them going away.

           In my dream i awoke, A dream within a dream,

                As if i now understood the full meaning.

                        When i did awaken i felt relief,

                  They did not die, they were not taken.

       It was truly understood, My children were now gone,

            There was some loss as they would not return.

          My children of whom i loved so much were reborn

                                   Into the adult world,

 I’ll forever miss the laughter and play of the young Innocent ones.

                      Keith Garrett 

Stand up to the morning light, watch and see the beautiful sunrise,

Step outside and open your eyes to the mountains, so amazing.

Trees in the forests have been standing tall for many a mans lifetimes,

Beautiful is the river rushing below, beautiful are the trees.

An ocean watched from the shore, watched for thousands of years before,

How amazing is the ocean as all oceans come together forever.

Hot by day but cold in the night is the desert of spectacular sights,

Amazing and beautiful are the deserts created everywhere.

Just to be there in the dark and gaze upon a full moon high in the sky,

Beautiful is the light, amazing is this sight in the night.

Stars have been a mystery through out time, they dance in the sky,

Amazing and beautiful are the stars, amazing and beautiful is the masterful

Creation arranged by god.

Keith Garrett

Not to climb the highest mountain but too climb many mountains as high as you can,

To win the marathon not as important as too finish many.

To sail around the world is great, too sail to places of dreams greater,

It’s not to sing the best song ever written but to write many good songs.

To work one hard day in your life is no accomplishment,

Too work hard everyday and give it your all is of greatness.

If to you having many friends is the greatest,

Then having one great friend is of value like no other.

If you can touch the world with many beautiful poems then that is beauty,

To hold on to only one of importance holds no treasure.

If you are of morality, if your word means something and your hand shake is strong

Then you are successful, if you are not a quitter and hold your head high.

The measure of success holds a different meaning for all people.

Keith Garrett

I saw you wandering in a dream,

In the dark, quiet as you searched.

Not a word spoken from your lips,

What do you seek beautiful one.?

I can’t find my way home as each night i roam,

It is you who see me wandering in a dream.

What do you search for asking one,?

You are the dreamer whom saw me wandering.

Now tell me wanderer, who is the dreamer and who’s in the dream,?

Is it only i and are you the dream.?

You call me the haunted one but whom is the haunted,?

Not a word from my lips but you are the sleeping one.

What is it that you seek, why cant you find your own way home,?

I do not know as sometimes i am in the dark and quiet.

Keith Garrett

Darkness falls, the sun drifts off to sleep in this part of the land,

Dinner is served as hunger rests in my stomach and mind.

I’m tired as this is my time to relax and enjoy shows of the night,

Comedy is my friend as i forget the hardship and worldly problems.

A candle glowing on a table is a peaceful sight in this room with soft light,

The crickets can be heard from the yard in the evening quiet.

Slowly fading into a beautiful dream state on the couch with a drink,

The blinds are closed and the door opened as the lights are turned out.

A snack and thoughts of the coming days and all that may be are dreamed,

In the evening i can lay in the dark, close my eyes and drift off to different sounds.

In the evening i am at peace as the dark, quiet, world soothes my never ending soul.

Keith Garrett