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The Tears Slide Down

Like two strangers
in the night.
Lying awake,
with sleep being
elusive.
Her tears,
slide silently down
her face,
upon her pillow.
Her heart, breaking,
as if, he ripped it into.
Like two strangers,
going separate ways,
with no time,
spent together.
He must think, she’s blind,
to his deception,
and sneaking around.
To her, it’s quite clear,
as her tears, again
slide down.

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The Clock of Life

The hands of time,
stand still,
for no one.
Every minute,
that goes,
tick-tock,
is a life
written page.
As we idle,
throughout
the days,
there's no rewind,
nor pause,
For the clock
of life,
must go forth,
on it's path,
as time,
plays on.

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He Was Being a Father

Being a father wasn't easy,
when he tried to understand.
He forgave what most could not.
Being a father, wasn't easy, he had to worry a lot,
not to show partiality, in love, and kindness.
Being a father, wasn't easy,
when he was needed, and knew not,
what to say or do.
Being a father, wasn't easy,
when he awoke at dawn with the rising sun,
to find that time was, running out on him.
Yet, being a father was easy,
when he got the needed love, and support,
as he tried, to fill the footsteps,
of the one, we all loved so much.
Copyright ©2005 Carla F Cox

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Sometimes

Sometimes,
it takes a storm,
and the pouring rain,
before,
you can see blue sky.
Sometimes,
it takes heartache,
and the pain,
of a broken heart,
before you're able,
to find love.
Sometimes,
you'll cry,
a river of tears,
but it will cleanse
your soul,
and sometimes,
you'll stumble, and fall,
before you realize,
there is light,
in the end.

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As I Sit Here

As I sit here,

on this cold night.

Once again, I find myself

  missing you,

and holding you close

in my heart, Daddy dear.

As I look upon this picture,

I search your tired,

and weathered face.

Counting each line and knowing,

memories of love are stored there.

 Each one is like a written page,

that tells the story

of your life.


 Copyright©2007 Carla Faye Cox

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When You Think of Me

When you feel the suns warmth,

upon your face,

or the wind blowing, thru your hair,

Think of me.

When you hear, a child’s laughter,

and see the twinkle in their eyes,

Think of me.

When you look to the sky,

and see the puffy white clouds,

Think of me,

sitting there watching over you,

from up above.

Think of me,

for in your heart is where, I’ll always be.

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Back To You

Where I'm going,
don't really know
as the miles roll on by.
I'll throw caution to the wind,
while following my heart,
down this wide open,
and winding road.
As the miles roll on by,
I search for a sign,
even a small clue.
As I'm hoping and praying,
this lonely road,
will lead me,
straight back to you.

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A Soldier In Iraq

To a soldier here in Iraq,
it's not the war, I dread or fear,
nor how soon, I may face the enemy.
It's the waiting, and the silence,
for the mail I don't recieve,
from my loved ones,
that help keep my mind at ease.
I think of home, and family there,
and wonder, what they'd do,
if someone bombed the country,
that we all love, dear and true.
I don't like the job I have,
but I give thanks,
to God in heaven,
that I'm not fighting, 
on American soil.
I wonder, if they have forgotten me,
now that I am gone, and wonder,
when I'll next receive, 
a letter sent from home.
You wonder, how I know so much,
of what they think, and do,
well I'm still sitting here, 
in Iraq,
and I am that soldier to.

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Mama Loved Me

Little boy three,
fell, and scraped
his knee.
Mama brushed it off,
and carried me.
Young man cries,
from a broken heart.
Mama found the time,
to comfort me.
Things I’ve done
within my life.
Whether they were,
right or wrong.
Mama had faith,
and believed in me.
One thing I know
beyond a shadow,
of doubt,
Mama, loves me.

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Where Did She Go

Trying to find her, where did she go?
I seem to have lost her,
somewhere along the way.
Feelings of sadness,
threaten to overcome.
Holds back the teardrops,
she doesn't want, you to see.
As the panic rises, it's hard to breathe.
There's an ache, in her heart,
that can't be undone.
Trying to find her,
where did she go?
Somewhere, along the way,
I seem to have, lost me.