A WALTZ FOR LOVERS


 She stands there dressed in a gown of 
 white satin,

 On her feet, soft shoes that sparkle in the 
 Light, tonight.

 Her hair made up like a princess at a ball, 
 She;s beautiful,

 Awaiting her handsome escort as he moves out
 On the floor.

 Dressed up in a tailored made suit of black,  
 He stares Into her eyes,

 Taking her hand as the music echoes into this 
 Magical night.

 Around and around they bounce and sway, waltz 
 A lovers waltz,

 These two become one as their bodies dance a 
 Lovers dance.

 Romance is in the air for two hearts searching 
 Loves mystery,

 A waltz for lovers, a night like no other, 
 A love between two.
                      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 day 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 noe 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.

 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

                                                                                                          
           ALWAYS A SHADOW



                                                                                     
 The sun comes up and the sun goes down,


                                                                            
 They're everywhere and always, make not a sound.


                                                                                    
 Shadows from clouds cast upon the ground,


                                                                                     
 As the sun goes down, shadows all around.


 Shadows upon the mountains in the early morning 
 Light,

 In the early evening, shadows that hide as  
 Darkness Is in sight.

 Always a shadow, shapes and sizes stretched out 
 Across the land,

 Shadows of figures, like ghosts, phantoms here 
 And there.

 Always a shadow, we carry this with every step
 We take,

 Always a shadow even with the light still upon 
 Our faces.
                Keith Garrett

                                                                                                 
       AND THEN THERE WERE NONE



  
 A  fight for survival, mans quest for power 
 To rule,


                                                                                   
 Fear and ignorance but money will be the tool.



                                                                                    
 Inventors of destruction, builders of a  force,



                                                                                   
 The enemy is our brother, traitor to the land.



                                                                                        
 Which side are we on, who is on our side,



                                                                                
 Conflict and hatred, how many must have to die.?



                                                                                 
 And then there were none, not much left to say,



                                                                                
 Put the bombs away, we may have another day.


                 Keith Garrett

                                                                                                     
          AN INSTANCE IN TIME



 Life is but a flash, just as a lightning bolt 
 Strikes and is gone,



 The earth is a speck compared to this neverending
 Universe.



 If each one us were even given a great gift of one       
 Hundred years,



 Like a particle of sand compared again to the age 
 Of our world.



 Like the wind blowing past and gone in the blink 
 Of an eye,



 An instance in time is what we are given to see and
 Realize.
              Keith Garrett

                                                                                                     
              A PLACE TO DREAM


                                                                                
 Away from here, far, far away I disappear,


                                                                                
 Possibilities await me, they're only there.


 Covered hills of grass so green, just you and me,


                                                                         
 Beautiful trees, the warm, colorful, sun between.


 A place to dream where the wind can be seen,


 Where the sky can be touched, a place to dream.


 A tune to my ears, that which soothes a soul,


 A song in my heart, one that speaks words of you.

                                                                                 
 Hopes and wishes, fantasies or dreams,


 Is there such a place for these, a place to dream.


               Keith Garrett

                 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 

               "WITHIN THE FOG"


 Trees standing, trees empty and alone,


 Mountains' cold, high above, below.


 All around, within the fog life stands' still,


 A layer of white, floating, hovering so low.


 Within the fog, a world hidden from the light,


 Vanishes, disappears' as the suns' warmth overpowers.


 Beauty and life lie beneath, within the fog.


          Keith Garrett                                

          I'M HEADING DOWN THE ROAD!


 I get dressed In the morning and pack my bags,'

 Open the window to look outside, the rain Is nomore.

 Through the clouds' appears a ray of light, just 
 A little,
 Wind blowing strong enough to close an open door.

 A cup of coffee to get me going, breakfast really 
 Fast,
 With my things' In my hands, I head for the car, 
 Moving along.
 Saying goodbye, leaving this place, I'm going away 
 Today,
 Nothing left In this town for a poor lonely man, 
 I'm walking away.
 I'm heading down the road to a place I don't know, 
 Into the sun,
 Along the way, to me many things' of sight, driving 
 Night by night.
 What's been left behind lives now only In a poor 
 Mans' mind,
 I'll be doing fine, I'll be doing fine, I'm heading 
 Down the road, I'm heading down the line.

                                    
 I'm heading down the road, I'll be searching for you, 
 Moving along,
 I'm heading down the road, I'm coming for you, 
 I'm coming.
                 Keith Garrett

                                                                                
                 THINKING OF MAN


 Wow!, think about it, everyone has changed just 
 As the times have changed,

 Way back in time when food had to be hunted for daily,
 Appreciation for a bite.

 Today fast food on every corner that is slowly 
 Killing all around the world,

 When we don't finish our plates then we simply toss 
 It away, down the drain.

 There was a time when a man could drink from a 
 Lake or stream, refreshing,

 Today without an intelligent thought it is perhaps 
 For a dollar, polluted water.

 Way back in the west, many places, in fact, a body  
 Could rest their weary head

 Under a tree, make camp and sleep, hunt, have 
 Some peace without a stare,

 We come to the future where a person is now labeled 
 Homeless, we stare.

 Loitering and vagrancy are the words used, no 
 Sleeping, hard to survive,

 Move along it will be said, to the one who dares 
 To be free and live in peace.

 It's come to where neighbors fighting and the 
 Sounds of sirens are the way,

 Nature is screamed at, a burden to many as they 
 Make their beautiful sounds in the day.

 Trash in the streets but that's okay, another will  
 Clean it if they come this way,


 Thinking of man, this way of the future, we now   
 Pay a price for water, air, and even dirt.


               Keith Garrett