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

                  LISTEN TO THE DRUMBEAT 


  Thump, thump, hear the sound that makes the 
  World go around,

  Feel the pounding of its rhythm, the drum 
  Beats hard, The heart beats fast.

  Listen to the drumbeat that lives inside, listen to
  Music, The drumbeat cries,

  Boom, boom, echoes through the sky, thunder is 
  The drum, It beats out loud.

 Wait for the rumbling as the shaking earth trembles
  With an Awesome fear,

 Bang, bang, listen as the sleeping child's heart comes 
 To life In the dark of night.

 Bombs and gunfire sing through the war beaten land, 
 Thump, thump,

  The drum beats slow, the drum beats fast, a mother's 
  Terror  As her son dies.

 The dancing boxer, hard hit as he is dropped to the floor, 
 Beat of his heart,

 Thump, thump, boom, boom, goes his heart like the 
 Drumbeat so slow.

  Listen to the drumbeat, too the sound of wandering feet, 
 Like a drum,

  A first breath of life, a slower, and slower beat of the 
 Fading, going away.

                                       Keith Garrett     

                             IN A WESTERN TOWN

  Walk these streets, sidewalks of wood,


  Where men wear boots, hats, and guns.


  Women wear dresses of an earlier time,


  Some of morals, others work men for a dime.


  A sheriff, a deputy, to keep peace and order,


  Jail is for those who can't follow the law.


  A school house, a church, places of good,


  Children learn lessons, a house of God.


  A saloon is a place of drink and games,


  A piano heard, upstairs, women of the night.


  In a western town there are many things,


  A stable for horses, a gunfight to end one's day,


  Once upon a time in a western town.

                                       Keith Garrett

                                  UPON YOU I FALL

  Up so high, I'm created there,


  Above the earth, up In the air.


  I lie and wait for the clouds to cry,


  Down on you, I fall from the sky.


  Throughout time, I've been found,


  Sometimes I'll make a different sound.


 The sun will shine, I'll go away,


  My time will come another day.


  There Is no pain when you feel my touch,


  Down upon you, sometimes I am much.


  I must fall for you to live,


  To mankind, It Is this gift I give.


                                Keith Garrett

                              A WALK IN THE FOREST


 The time is now, Autumn is alive with a different feeling,


 Darkness is longer in the morning, slowly the leaves are 
 Upon the ground.

  Plants and trees grow slower, nature never gives up on 
 The day,

  Animals are busy preparing as Winter is not far away, 
 Earlier the sun fades,

  A thought of a walk in the forest to escape for a moment, 
 Everything.

  Tall trees that cover much of the sunlight that warms 
   The Land we wander,

  Leaves that have piled for many years make a sound 
  Beneath These traveling feet.

  A walk in the forest, so many times I have dreamed of 
  This While trapped elsewhere,
 
  Quiet, yet not quiet as there are sounds in a place as 
  This Like There are no other,

  A walk in the forest, a dream that I have not yet 
  Discovered,  A reality discovered.
                       Keith Garrett