" A WISH FOR YOU"

 If dreams could come true then I would 
 Dream of you,

 A rainbow might appear In the sky, If so 
 I would climb so high.

 On green, green grass If a four leaf clover 
 Were to be real,

 Give It to you with a thought that magic was 
 A woman dancing

 On a cloud, drifting with the wind, somewhere 
 In a wonderland.

 About a lamp of magic, a story for a young 
 Imagining child,

 Bags of gold and treasure chests, pirates 
 In tales of old.

 A kiss from a prince to awaken a sleeping 
 Beauty is of love,

 Walking In the moonlight, on a sandy beach, 
 Can be romantic.

 A wish for you of never ending happiness Is 
 Of hope and faith,

 My wish for you Is all of lifes wonderful 
 Gifts and smiles.

              Keith Garrett

             A VISIT INTO YESTERDAY
   Keith Garrett

 A drive in miles not so far as the journey
 Through time,
 This trip I took with a friend, to Yorba Linda 
 On a hot, humid, day.
 Down the road, a boulevard with the same name 
 As a city I once lived,
 Around the corner, closer a school where ghosts 
 Of friends now walk.
 The gates were open, emotions filled the soul of 
 A man for another moment a boy.
 We walked the grounds where friends no longer 
 Speak or laugh, Quiet all around,
 Down the street and around another corner,   
 Amberdale To Fernglen drive, back home,
 Out from the car we step, hot and humid but here 
 We stand in front of our childhood.

 As the years pass it's a little hard to recall  
 Who lived in what house, So many friends friends,

 Staring at my old house as a picture is taken, 
 Seen from my eyes is a family inside, no more mine.

 Bryan Martin's house, my old friend, a friend far  
 Far from there as I stand and freeze a thought, 
 A picture,
 A house from nineteen seventy two, I remember you, 
 The things we would do.
 I  stood there in spots where once my feet walked,  
 The face of a house where a family

 Forty nine years gone, the Darcy's, a friend  
 Standing by my side who also once lived inside.

 Up and down many streets where young girls and 
 boys Once played and dreamed,
 Above it all, over a hill, we traveled closer to a  
 Playground, a school where children

 Once upon a time sat in classrooms to learn and  
 Listen about the world we would see.           

                                                                                                         
              A VIEW WORTH SEEING



                                                                                
 Fortunate if you are to see throught the 
 Darkness,

 For granted do not take the gift of light, 
 Always night.

 Scenes and visions from the mind are  
 Wonderful At times,

 To open your eyes and nothing rests in your 
 Sight, A fright.

 A view worth seeing comes to the grateful eyes 
 Day or night,

 The morning light with the birds beautiful in 
 Your sight.

 Wherever you go a picture of color awaits, 
 Always changing,

 Each day a different view, open your eyes to 
 A view worth seeing.
                                                                              Keith Garrett

           A FATHER, A WIFE, AND YOU


 Wondering why my hurt Is so much, let 
 Me tell you,

 Once upon a time this man was a boy, a boy 
 With a dad.

 Father left and went away, no goodbyes, 
 No parades,

 My love for him was very real, now just a 
 Dream, A dream.

 Once together, a wife had I, a family of five 
 Once upon a time,

 Never Imagined that It could end, just a 
 Dreamer to have been.

 Now there Is you, so what can this much In 
 Love man do,

 You're here and there but are you anywhere, 
 For me anywhere?

 A father, a wife, and you, two are lost, Is 
 There still for me, You?

                                                                               Keith Garrett

                                                                                                     
               A HEARTBEAT



 Listen to my heartbeat, thump, thump, 
 It beats,


 Blood runs through it, listen to me as I 
 Breathe.


 A heartbeat means life, It beats fast or 
 Slow,


 Thump, thump, it goes, a heartbeat that 
 Slowly grows old.


 It speaks of who I am, only one of a kind,



 Listen, thump, thump, with a hand to my chest 
 Feel as I am alive.


 A heartbeat lets us know that this moment is 
 Still ours,


 Hear it pound, listen to its beautiful sound.



 Thump, thump, thump, thump, one beat at a time,



 A heartbeat so precious, thump as it beats one 
 More time.

              Keith Garrett

                                   LIGHT IN THE WINDOW


  Each night as the sun goes down, darkness visits a 
  Sleepy town,

  A usual stroll through the streets brings peace 
  Before dreams.

  What's noticed from a man's eyes within the 
  Blackness Is a window,

  A dark building shows off the faint light that glows 
  From behind a shade.

  As I pass by every night along my route of walking, 
  I wonder about the light,

  Who might be there beyond the walls, surrounding 
  This One and only window?

  Always seems so quiet, could there be laughter or 
  Singing on the other side?

  Someone quietly reading a book, dreaming of what's 
  Out there in the world.

  Beyond their window, do they wonder of things that 
  Are a mystery to them,

  Is there a possible sadness that wanders around inside, 
  Who might hide.

  A name must be attached to a soul with a life, only a  
  Light In the window is seen.

                                         Keith Garrett

                           AN ALWAYS CHANGING SKY



   A light shade of gray evenly covering that which 
   Lives below,

   Clouds so heavy and thick with moisture ready to 
   Rain down.

  In the early evening as the sun fades many shades of 
  Color,

  After dark on a clear, starry night you can see forever 
  High.

  Big, white, fluffy clouds of many shapes sitting still 
  Above Your head,

  With the wind you'll see their shapes change and drift 
   Slowly away.
                                              
   Thunder and lightning visit a dark, stormy day, the sun 
    Is There

  Hiding beyond the blanket of nature, the sun still shines 
  Without sight.

  An always changing sky, never the same throughout any 
  Given day,

  The sky is always there, it is the elements that move 
  Through And change it.
                                         Keith Garrett

                               HEY THERE, MOM!


  I saw the lightly, snow covered, mountains today,


  Did you see the mountains from a different view,


  Did you see me as I walked today, I thought of you.


  I felt the wind, the trees swayed with an echoing sound,


  Were you in the trees, were you part of the cool breeze.


  Mom, I was wondering if you know that we are all here,


  Do you see us eaxh day as we live and try to find our 
  Way.

  When the rain falls are you part of that which brings 
  Life,

  Do you remember rainy days when as children we were 
  By your side.

  Hey there, mom! you are thought of many times before 
  The sun goes down,

  Did you see the sun today, mom, it still sets as once we 
  Watched together.
                         Keith Garrett

                                It's been three years, mom

                              MY NAME IS GEORGE


  I have a home, it's not like yours, there are no 
  Rooms,

  If i am to have heat then it comes from the sun.


  My bathroom rests not in one spot, it moves,


  No airconditioner have I, the coolness comes from 
  The night air.

  My shower is not always working, at times i am not 
  Clean,

  I have a bed, it is wherever i may lay.


  My refrigerator is always empty, it's a thing I do not 
  Own,

  My sink is a bucket of water or a puddle i may find.


  I own a television, it is all that I see,


  It only turns off when asleep I may be.


  There are no chairs, a sofa to rest upon,


  My windows are the world, a roof, only what's 
  Above me.

  A yard I have extends very far,


  Wherever I may be, nature is all around me.


   My name is george, do not be george.


                                        Keith Garrett         

                          I'VE BEEN THINKING


  I thought I'd call to you and talk a while,


  I'm sitting here alone, I've been thinking.


  What can I do to make this world a better place,


  Let go of anger and sometimes terrible thought's.


  Do not waste this time that I've been given,


  Smile and say hello to a passerby.


  Lend a hand to a less fortunate soul,


   Put a little trust in man, this I've been told.


  Do not take a life, be there for a friend,


  Teach a child right from wrong.


   Love as much as you can, hate is not a gift in hand,


   Do not steal or act in violence,


   I've been thinking god, I just needed you to listen.


                                        Keith Garrett