I go outside to the things i’ll see,

A life of pain, not simple or free.

I walk and wonder of what i’ll be,

If i get old as the sea.

There was a time i was just a seed,

I grew and grew to become me.

The day will come when it’s all done,

I’ll leave behind a daughter, a son and a son.

I will laugh, you’ll hear no cry,

There is no time to sit and die.

What will they think of, my children these three,?

That i love them all, one, two, three.

I have a girl, a boy and a boy,

Everyday they bring me joy.

There was a time i was all alone,

No daughter or sons to call my own.

Each day you live remember me,

I’ll always love you, yes! you three.

Look to the sun, the stars, and the moon,

We shared all the Summers, they started in June.

When we take walks together to all kinds of places,

In all sorts of weather, we see all the faces.

We play at the park, you laugh at each other,

I’ve been your father but also your mother.

I’ve walked you to school year after year,

And given a hug when you show a tear.

Sometimes you don’t like me, i make you mad,

For the decisions i make, just call me dad.

As you grow up you will understand,

I walked with you all and you all held my hand.

We all start out small and grow to be tall,

As children we believe in magic you see,

Life wakes us up to reality.

With love from dad,

Sean, Scott, Sarah

Born quite a distance from civilized land, this man was,

In this place, these surroundings of still and quiet, lives he.

Immense sort of a man, bearded with scraggly hair,

Hunts for that which he eats, gun or knife in hand has he.

In weather hostile or friendly he makes his way, survives,

Cabin built of wood is where this loner dwells in silence.

Content to be in this place without another soul for company,

Whittling wood or the harmonica played is a passion of a man alone.

Fish that have been caught in a stream near by, fried up for dinner,

Eaten next to a fire that takes the chill from the night as he thinks.

On the porch settles this soul whom exists in solitude enjoying the night,

Not so complete without the puff of smoke from his tobacco filled pipe.

As he speaks good night to all around, all that lives, he’s off to slumber,

Who he is matters not, man of the woods, farewell.

Keith Garrett

                       With so much strength and power am I,

Formed in the beginning, only time knows just why.

I travel and move up and down,

Over and under, my crash forms a sound.

All that lives here answers to me,

These creatures are many, on land they’re not to be.

I move along across the sand,

Sometimes i’m sitting calm, other times high i’ll stand.

Everywhere is seen by me,

I’ve visited far off places just like thee.

Throughout time many have sailed across my path,

At times kind I am kind to them but so many have felt my wrath.

I am strength and power, I am the Ocean.

Keith Garrett

                 I’ve stood strong, oh! so long and watched time pass,

To see the sunrise, to see the sunset.

Above me the clouds drift past each day,

Can’t see where they go, this is where i stay.

In the dark of night i stand not alone,

What keeps me company is that which roams.

The wind passes through me on a journey across the sky,

I do get cold but i never die.

Many have visited and stayed where i stand,

Some are now part of this land.

I’ll still be here long after you,

I’ve stood strong, i’m different this is true.

Keith Garrett