ALONG A COUNTRY ROAD



  These things I might find, strolling along a 
  Country road,

  From my mind, I can create a day or reality 
  Along my way.

  I see the sun rising, in the early morning sky,
  My day begins,

  Dream do I of a perfect setting, fields and hills
  of beautiful color.

  Nothing can go wrong, not in this made up scene, 
  That I want to be,

  Swim do I in a pond, that appears along a country 
  Road, quiet and alone.

  There is a wind, blowing through the trees, across 
  The field I feel,

  Haystacks scattered in a country dream, a farm where 
  I wish to be.

  Along a country road, all possibilities unfold, from a 
  Dream, all that can be seen.
                             Keith Garrett

                        A BRIDGE I CROSS



  Far it reaches, through my time,



  My travel across it, a never ending journey.



  Obstacles, are sometimes in my way,



  I'll hurdle over, or push out of my way. 



  Moving along, searching, always searching,



  For just a little more of things, not to hurt me.



  Not ever knowing what's ahead,



  Stop I will not, until the end.

                             Keith Garrett

                              BEST FRIENDS


  Do you remember them, those left behind 
  As a child,

  You ran under the sun, played until the day 
  Was done.

 Games played, on a long ago Summer day, 
  Old friends here today,

  There are times when great friends become 
  Strangers, lost in the background.

  Again, as our journey moves on, a stranger we 
  Meet may turn into that best friend,

  For just a moment in your life, a best friend 
  Passes by, another is best friend forever.

  What are best friends, there is a connection, 
  Something that brings us together,

  Just as any relationship, it may grow or crumble 
  With time, give and take, to learn.

  To be best friends with anyone in this life, is a 
  Precious and valuable gift, take hold,

  Best friends I had, once upon a time, in a town 
  Surrounded by hills and trees.

  It was a reality for me, at a time when I really 
  Needed it, today they are everywhere,

  Some are closer than I did believe, others now 
  A part of the breeze, maybe the sea,

  Best friends from here and there, now and then, 
  Maybe, again and again.

                     Keith Garrett

                   AS LONG AS WE'RE TOGETHER


  Once in a while, I travel back in time, to a 
  Place I walked,

  Through my time of youth, where I played and 
  Ran wild.

  I knew of her as a child, back in the days of 
  Mischief,

  Young, and full of energy were we, never seemed 
  To be tired.

  The heat from the Summer sun, wasn't so harsh 
  At that age,

  Growing up in a town of many friends, and memories
  So great.

  We lived for the moment, as many moments would 
  Pass by, Into the future,

  How is it that the grandparents we once had, we 
  Have now become.

  We changed, and went our separate ways, finding 
  Our way in this strange world,

  Becoming parents, having children, and grandchildren, 
  As the cycle goes on.

  Full circle, as today we find ourselves in the same place, 
  After a lifetime apart,

  As long as we're together nothing else matters, time 
  Comes when we need to

  Just think of ourselves, and let all others live, and move 
  Along into their future.

  As long as we're together, everything will forever be better.

               Keith Garrett

                     BEFORE AND AFTER


  There was a time when I was not here,


  No thoughts, no name or Identity were mine.


I had no pain or sorrow, not a thing for me to know,


  Where was I before I became me, somewhere waiting?


  A time will come when I am no longer here, will I 
  have thoughts,


  A name remembered, my Identity will not be this body 
  Or mind.


  Again there will be no pain or sorrow, I will be somewhere else,



  Before and after, heaven bound, where was I before my 
  First sound?

                                Keith Garrett

                    A PAGE MISSING


  A life I find not finished, yet quite incomplete,



  There's a page missing, something not found,



  Writing about my time,  a piece not described.



  Talks with children unsettled, much more be said,



  Differences between a father, and daughter are unsaid.



  A shock to my head, an accident did take fro me,



  A page missing, what for me is still unwritten.

                              Keith Garrett

                                    I BECOME REAL


  I am fantasy, I come to life in dreams in the night,


  I am not real, a made up story created from a pen.

 
  A cartoon, monster, fables, or nursery rhymes,


  I become real, with the Imagination from a mind.


  Superheroes and Frankenstein do not walk the streets,


  Magic spells, wizards, and wooden boys, are not 
  Really seen.

  I become real, when the world is a scary place to see,


  All things that are Impossible are me when you believe,


  I become real, when what you pretend does never end.


                      Keith Garrett

                         FLIGHT OF A DRAGON


  With speed like the wind, to the sky it soars,


   So massive this beast, listen to the sound as it roars.


 Legend or myth, this monster of fire,


  Just the sight of it is hard not to admire.


  Of long ago, these stories are told,


   FLIGHT OF A DRAGON, in a time of old.


  Where did they come from, these creatures so wild,


  Born down below, or in the mind of a child.


  Sometimes in your thoughts, look up in the air,


   Flight of a dragon, maybe still there.


                       Keith Garrett  

       ELLEN DOESN'T LIVE HERE ANYMORE


  I think of how she liked to run through the 
  Field of flowers,

  A smile so bright, as if not a care in her world, 
  Memories.

  We swam in the lake, laughing, under the hot 
  Summer sun,

  Walking to school on cool, Fall mornings, playing 
  Along the way.

  She went away, such a sad day, as my friend 
  Went far away,

  I still see her running through that field, with her 
  Smile so bright.

  If I listen on quiet nights, I hear her splashing in 
  the water, her laugh,

  I walk to school in the morning, wondering if she is 
  By my side, or near,

  I get tears, because Ellen doesn't live here anymore.

                       Keith Garrett

                     FAVORS IN THREES


  How is it possible to change the world,


  Can one man get it started, where to begin.


  Do a favor of unselfishness, and ask that in 
  Return

  This person do three favors,


  Two more favors of you, must be accomplished 
  To start.

  It is that, someone first did a kindness for you,


  They then asked of you, to do these three things.


  Favors of three, may be quite a sacrifice indeed,


  A price this may be, that you pay in many a way.


  A person, just one to take a chance is possible,


  If each that have been given this gift, does in return


  Pass it on, then it will never stop.


  The world would be as one family, In other words,


                      A PERFECT WORLD.

                            Keith Garrett