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The Living Years
Douglas A.
Cox
Have I called to tell him?
Have I made it known?
Without his love and guidance
I could not have grown.
My first haircut, terrified!
My very first romance,
Life's first heartbreak, whispered comfort,
"Life is just a dance."
A smile replaced, a tear wiped dry
A rugged hand to hold.
A patient ear to hear my heart,
A thousand stories told.
And when one day his life is over,
Looking through my tear's
Will he know how much I loved Him
In the living years?
A blessed Father's Day!
2002
Lights
across a Field
Douglas A. Cox
The tractor rolls into the gathering night,
The furrows lie straight and true.
Folks in the city are heading home
The farmers got one row to do.
Through the farmhouse window his lady appears,
Her hands are covered with flour.
The apple pie that awaits his return
Will sweeten their late supper hour.
On the rich, brown earth of his fatherís land
He swings the John Deere around.
And the beacon light from the window,
Shines out on the fresh plowed ground.
Homeward bound at the end of the day,
With pride in the job weíve done.
As twinkling lights across a field
Replace the setting sun.
"Each of us, in our labors, secures the well being of all of those
With whom we share this world."
A blessed Labor Day Weekend
2002
Secret Soldiers
Douglas A. Cox
He walks slowly down the street
His shoulders bend beneath the heat.
He bounces grand kids on his knee
Faces he can barely see.
She works in the grocery store
A clerk you know but nothing more.
A homeless man, a president
Angels passing, heaven sent.
We look but we don't realize
The story held behind those eyes.
The sweet innocence of youth
Torn away in war's hard truth.
You pass them by and never know
That once, so very long ago
They stood to shield you from the pain
On frozen ground, in jungle rain.
Now when strangers come our way
May we recall, this special day,
And be all that we can be
Not just to look but really see.
"With profound respect for all of the veterans of all of the wars."
Veteran's Day
2002
Thankskeeping
Douglas A. Cox
The silver bird flies overhead
Framed by turquoise skies.
He looks up and wonders
Mist fills up his eyes.
Some folks up there are headin' home
And some are goin' away,
They're headed off across the sky
To find a special day.
A cowboy knows a secret,
About this sweet life's rhythm,
Thanksgiving won't be somewhere else
Unless he brings it with him.
"May you carry Thanksgiving in your heart every moment of your life and bring it with you wherever your pony takes you."
Thanksgiving
2002
The List
Douglas
A. Cox
"And
what would I ask
Of
that Jolly Old Elf,
If
I gave up wanting
And
gave of myself?"
1. A
sleigh full of food for a hungry world.
2. A
home full of warmth for a boy and a girl.
3. A
mind full of gentleness, empty of fear.
4. A
touch of kindness for those we hold dear.
5.
The sense of joy that comes from giving.
6.
A childís sense of wonder that makes life
worth
living.
"And
the greatest gift
That
we have to give?
A
heart full of love
For
as long as we live."
With love and best wishes for a joyous
holiday!
2002
The Promise
Douglas A. Cox
C2003
I will bring you sunshine
Where yesterday was rain,
And try to bring a smile for you
Whenever life brings pain.
And I will bring you rainbows
The Lord will gladly lend.
These I promise last,
But first,
I swear to be your friend!
Happy Valentines Day
Eagleís Flight
By
Douglas A. Cox
In the dawns early glow, morningís first light
He lifts from his nest and begins his life flight.
Riding the updrafts of warm rising air,
He circles and climbs up the windy stair.
The clouds are his castles of silver and white,
The sun is his beacon of freedom so bright.
___________
Bound by a thousand earthly things
We look up in wonder and wish we had wings.
Our thoughts have the power to hold us bound,
Or lift us up above the ground.
So dream, have faith, and seize the day
Celebrate freedom and fly away.
"In celebration of our American Independence, may we love, and laugh, and find our wings."
Happy 4th of July
2003
One Grain of Sand
By
Douglas A. Cox
C2003
Though you may think your work is simple,
Modest at the best,
There is no task thatís lesser,
Or greater than the rest.
The labor of your hands at work,
The profit of your mind,
The passion of your heart to serve
Moves mountains you shall find.
Though you may lift one grain of sand
In all your lifeís endeavor,
Because of you our world will be
Transformed and changed forever.
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In celebration of those whose work and service drive the success and the economy of our Nation.
Labor Day
2003
Harvest
Moon
By
Douglas A. Cox
C2004
Webmaster's Note:
Doug can be reached at:
dcox@westcoastbeauty.com
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