A NEW WORLD BEGINS

                              A NEW WORLD BEGINS'


  Tomorrow I leave today behind, this year vanishes,


  Gone Into memories, put away like antiques on a shelf.


  What's ahead of me, only God In heaven can know,


  Much lies ahead of me In this land of Imagined dreams'.


  Left behind Is yesterday, many things' to cry about, to 
  Say goodbye,

  Today a new world begins' as If to be born a baby next 
  To mother.

  I'll see things' that were not known to me, days' since 
  Past,

  More that will be understood by a man with a heart that 
  Heals.

  Lessons' learned but not without teaching have they been,


 This world goes around and around, so what have I found.


  Fore a door that's been opened,mysteriously the wind 
  blows shut,

  A window lifted, opened to a place of freedom for which 
  Is me.

                                      Keith Garrett

A MINUTE FROM HEAVEN

                           A MINUTE FROM HEAVEN



  I live a life that seems more than half way done,


  Started at a beginning, seen more than sun to sun.


   I've walked this land and had my share of pain,


   Friends who have come and gone, love them 
  Just the same.

  A family through struggles and laughter, 


  Children grow up so fast, will they only remember
  My name?

  I had my share of good, other things, I've paid 
  The price,

  All I ask of you dear lord, is that you consider my 
  Fight.

  A minute from heaven is what we have each day,


  Step by step when the time has come, would you 
  Kindly show me the way.
                                                      Keith Garrett

A NEW PARADISE

                              A NEW PARADISE


  I sit back and think of the possibility that we
  may start again,

  If not here, then is there some other place of 
  Peace and happiness.

  In the beginning we hear about a garden, it 
  Disappeared from us,

 A new paradise where we can hear the birds sing 
  Without trouble on the horizon.

  Listen to the wind without the painful, tragic, 
  Sounds of sirens,

  A wonderful island, a new world where we are 
  Equal in every way.

  Money holds no meaning, in this paradise home, 
  Where not a soul walks alone,

  Food so plenty, pains of hunger never again, in this 
  New paradise where all are friends.

   Sickness no more, no worries of a cure that were 
  Learned about many years before,

  A place that sounds familiar, written in story books, 
  A fantasy not believed,

   Believe in this as once such a place did exist, a lesson 
  Learned if so happens again.
              Keith Garrett

A LIST OF THINGS TO BE

                           A LIST OF THINGS TO BE


  Never an astronaut, dancing slowly upon the moon,


  Flying in a jet across the sky, no, not did I ever fly.


  A football star throwing the ball far, a dream that
  Won't be,

  Under the lights, a victory on a Superbowl night.


  What is it like to be a movie star, pretending to be 
  many things,

  Known everywhere, this is not what I was born to be.


  An Olympic star, a racer of cars, I wanted to be, but 
  That's not me,

  A great writer, a hero of sort would be something I 
  Might be.

  A rescuer of the down and out, a conqueror of 
  Homelessness,

  I may not be an Einstein of genius, I am good enough 
  For me,

  A list of things to be, how much can one man need?

                                  Keith Garrett

A HORSE CALLED STORM

                      A HORSE CALLED STORM


  Jet black, tall and strong, he stands in the 
  Morning light,

  Out in the grassland roams this free spirit.


  Never ridden, not a man calls him theirs,


  Answers to not a soul, does this horse left alone.


  His name is storm, dark as the night,


  Moves like lightning, sounds like thunder.


  Fierce and at times mean is this beast,


  Untamed by man, natural and free.


  He is friends with each day, land where he runs,


  A horse called storm standing in the sun.

                            Keith Garrett

A PAGE MISSING

                              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 from me,



  A page missing, what for me is still unwritten.

                                   Keith Garrett

TO UNDERSTAND

                                TO UNDERSTAND


  Jesus does not speak to me with words that I'll 
  Understand,

  But he knows that soon I'll walk as he did 
  Throughout the land.

  His message has been spoken for all to hear, listen, 
  Just listen,

  For only a second, a moment In time, with my 
  thoughts he speaks.

  My sorrow has taken me to places so hard to come 
  Back from,

 Determined to give a day to those that will accept It, 
  I'm lost.

  Come find this emotionally torn man, tired and 
  Heart broken,

  Bring him back to where the sun shines In his eyes.


  Help him to understand reasons'  for loss and for 
  Things discovered,

  Help him to let go of that which can not be held onto,
  Watch it fly.

  Give him hope and happiness, that he may grab hold 
  Of today,

  Forgive me for my mistakes and the hurt I've layed 
  Upon loved ones.

                             Keith Garrett 

THROUGH DIFFERENT EYES

                     THROUGH DIFFERENT EYES


 There we are together standing, as the sun 
 Disappears,

 Only a lonely tree keeps' us company, we are alive!


  Many colors' rest In the open sky, as day turns' 
  to night,

 We stand together, yet apart, with our own vision of 
  Life.

 Through different eyes, do we see the same things',


  As only our thoughts' create a separate way of seeing 
  them.

  We are two souls' occupying the same earth, dreaming, 
  Wondering,

  Watching the world In two directions, seeing a different 
  Way, Imagine.

                                       Keith Garrett            

THINGS IN ME

                              THINGS' IN ME


 There are In me things, I want not there,
 Feelings' of pain and anger, taken away with 
 The wind,
 Up through the air.


 Letting others' take from me the happiness Inside,
                                         
 Just because the words' and opinions' they choose 
 Not to hide.

 My will Is strong, my heart Is filled with care,
 At times I forget that these things' are In me 
 Somewhere.

 The hope In me, for each day to be better than 
  Before,                                                
  No giving up do I, fore my strength Inside holds' 
  Opens lifes door.


 Those who I love are kept at arms' length,
  A slight chance there may be, for them to hurt me, 
  You see.

  My mind holds' many a thought, from my lips 
  Come out strong,                                              
 A change I must make now to get along.

  Things' In me, I hold so dear,
  The one I love most, knows' not my fear.


                           Keith Garrett                       

THAT’S LIFE

                                     THAT'S LIFE

  Walk with me and hear my thoughts of the day,


  From the time we are a child, we think and play.


  A fairytale from the beginning that we are forever,


  Of this world not meant to be, everlasting Is heaven.


  Into our lives, people step and then walk away,


  We lose and we gain, lessons of love and pain.


  At times, the bad seem blessed and the good will suffer,


 Those with much love to give can not discover anothers
  Heart.

  Most take for granted what others only cry for, Oh! 
  They cry,

  That's life, sometimes we don't get what we deserve,


  Many times we get what we get, that which Is given.


  We hear laughter, we see tears, we find fear, that's life,


  We all have our day and some have It taken away.


 The longer we live, there's a chance for love or sorrow,


  We hold on for tomorrow because that's life.


                            Keith Garrett