LOST IN THE WILD

  To step outside the world I've known,
  Leave It all behind and those who 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 

                                     TEARS FROM THE SKY



  Watching the smog as it fills up high,


  Polluted water, senseless acts day and night.


  Wars of destruction, the greed in a man,


  Acts of violence that destroy nature and human 
  Beings.

  Trash fills the streets, anger and hate consume,


  What are we doing in our world of doom
  Evil thoughts, random killings go on,


  The family structure dissolves, crumbles and falls.


 Tears from the sky, god watches as our time goes by,


 Stand back and watch, you just might cry.

                                Keith Garrett

                          IMPOSSIBLE?


  Impossible things, are they to be Imagined,


  To walk on the moon, travel to mars.


  See and touch the oceans' floor,


  Climb a mountain and reach for more.


  It can be done, walking from coast to coast,


  Break the sound barrier, faster than the speed 
  Of sound.

  Travel in a balloon, across the world you go,


   Fly in the sky, jump from the highest height.


  Impossible things,Impossible you say,


  To rid the world of disease and cancer,


  Can this be a possibility one day.


  To love one another, hold hands across this
  World,

  Terror put to an end, war only a bad dream,


  To all Impossible things, to the next one who 


  Can make it a reality.


                                   Keith Garrett

                                I'M GETTING OLDER


  I first opened my eyes, once tiny and bright to this
  World,

  A memory I do hold but remember not as I was a baby.


  Pictures of my life are few compared to the window of
  My mind,

  Once only a child, things I knew were also few, children 
  Who played.,

  With this child are lost with time, always in my mind.


 The world seems smaller as my life has spread further 
  With the passing days,

  I'm getting older, once I was a young teenager moving 
  Ever so fast,

  Birthday to birthday comes a new number pinned to my 
  Aging soul.

  Grateful am i with a much appreciated thank you and 
  Love of God,

 That he has given me life this long, I hope and pray that 
  One day I'll

  Be forever remembered and once in a while thought of 
  By you.

  I'm getting older, maybe a touch wiser, possibly a 
  Better me,

  I'm getting older, remember who I am, my name is
  Keith.

  I am a mortal man living in this gift layed in my hand.


                              Keith Garrett 

                                    A  LONER OF A MAN


 He saw the sun but when the sun went down,


 He wanted nothing more of that which was around.


 Heading for the great Colorado Rocky mountains 
 Said he,

 I will not be back until I see a land of eternity.


  A long time ago, this man not many would know,


  As for the few, he treated them with kindness, they
  Would not forget.

  A loner of a man, no choice to love and care, an
  Inherited family,

  Because he did help another kind, they took from 
  Him the love in his life.

  He wanted to be alone and he learned to care, again 
  Only pain and despair,

  A mountain man you see, he had a life, until life 
  Met eternity.
                                  Keith Garrett

                            I'M JUST A POOR BOY


  No car do I own, socks' full of holes, day by day, 
  An hourly wage,


  I lie there In bed worrying about tomorrow, a bed 
  Of my own.

  No credit cards' or a bank account, my only money 
  In an aging wallet,


  A table of food always, dinner as a poor boy will 
  Gladly serve.


  Clothes on my back, shoes that take me to where 
  I survive,


  Blesses of many In a world of sorrow and strife.



  I'm just a poor boy with a smile and a tear, a 
  Wish  And a fear,


 What I lack In gold Is made up of treasure 
  Discovered  Every day.


  I'll take a trip somewhere from my mind, to a 
  Place  Of fantasy,


 A rich man can't find, where a poor boy can't 
 Buy.


 I'm just a poor boy with so much to give, I give to 
 You,


  I'm just a poor boy, what's a poor boy to do.


                         Keith Garrett 

                        IS LIFE BUT A DREAM?


  When we go to bed do we go to sleep,


  Are we already dreaming of the life that we believe?


  Are the things' that we see Imaginary or real,


  Is there another life that we live and feel?


  Is our reality here and now,


  Are we a thought of someone else somehow?


  Could It be that we are In another ones mind,


  In some other place, In some other time?.


  Maybe In a coma for a period not known,


  When we wake up to a life not our own.


  What does It all mean,


  Is life but a dream?.


                                      Keith Garrett

                              WHERE THE GODS STAND


  Looking to the sky I saw light and darkness of a billion 
  Nights,

  Dark were the clouds, through them billions of years of 
  Light.

 Somewhere beyond are gathered many lifetimes, souls 
 Of the departed,

  From my eyes seen, a stormy sky like so many storms 
 In time.
 The crack of thunder heard by ancestors that rest in 
 Eternal peace,

  I watched the sky move, the energy created was felt 
  From inside.

 The sky is filled with all that use to be traveling 
  Around  And in between,

  There is music in the sky, neverending tunes of laughter, 
  Long lost cries.

  The wind swirls and runs forever just as the first day 
  Had begun,

  The blood of all men and woman are mixed together 
  With all time,

 Where the Gods stand in a kingdom of many beliefs, 
  Spirits From a thousand lands.
                                         Keith Garrett

                           MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE


  I've drifted across the open sea, I wait for you to find me,


  In a bottle I have been placed, a message that I am 
 Alive.

 You are no longer there anymore but I let you know I 
 Exist,

  A thought of what you meant to me, a thought of what I 
  Once meant.

  If my message gets to you yet then again how can this 
  Possibly be,

 You are a memory from yesterday, I am a thought that 
  Sails The sea.

  Time does not stop, It has no sympathy, it makes what 
  Is What was,

  Life and all that's within it is reduced to memories, 
  Things  Of yesterday.

  Message in a bottle is what I am, If you find me take me 
  For What I am,

 You are forever now, I am something that will one 
  Day Fade Away.

                                Keith Garrett

                LOVE TRAVELS A DISTANCE


  A boy and his dog, love between two,

  Each day he waits at the stroke of four.

  Soon they will be separated by circumstance,

  Strength and courage will be tested, a faithful friend.

  A boy cries in the night, a tear from a dog's eye,

  Love travels a distance to see the smile on a face that 
 Cries.
  Hundreds of miles traveled, across land and time,

  Across a river swam, to the other side, love in a dog's 
  Eyes.
  He'll meet many on the way, conquer with every stride,

  Back home a boy waits, a prayer and wish in the night.

  Struggle and pain, hunger or cold, will not stop mans 
 Best friend,
 Something so strong lives within this four legged friend.

  At the stroke of four he lies in wait,

  Love travels a distance, together again.


                                     Keith Garrett