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Daniel Koch Poem
Texas Rose:
You're my Texas rose in the morning, I count my memories one by one.
You're my Texas rose in the summer the way you shine in the mid day sun.
You're my Texas rose in the autumn, when the sky's turn cold and grey.
You're my Texas rose every minute of every hour of every day.
You're my Texas rose in the winter your like snow falling from the sky.
You keep me warm and cozy, You know I would never lie.
You're my Texas rose in the spring time, the only one that has changed my life.
All I'll ask of you forever would you promise to be my wife.
Treat your Texas rose like a flower, she will always be in your view
She will be a Texas mother that's a gift from her to you.
I'm not just a Texas father. I'm a man in every way.
I have my Texas flower, she is mine she is here to stay.
My Texas rose.
Copyright © Daniel Koch | Year Posted 2016
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Turn me on like a radio....you have heard the song before you just cant remember when. I am a rocking chair my gentle movement with no place to go.
You can see a picture on the kitchen wall a resemblance of some one you might have known in the distant past. I look into a mirror what I see are broken bones,skin blistered from endless days of a hell I have survived .
Toss me out into the ocean the serpents will shred me into pieces.plucking out my eyes a delicacy not for the faint of heart. My nails scratching into my flesh to relieve the discomfort of my tormented soul . What could I have ever done to deserve my punishment for a crime I have never committed.
Drop me into the ground.scatter my coffin with the rich soil created by a god I have never known to exist. Do not pray for me I will never hear your voice you are a stranger passing time. Shopping in a store would bring you the happiness
you can not find.Nothing exists. Life before death the world spinning no starting point just and endless movement . Can you imagine this.
It's over........
Copyright © Daniel Koch | Year Posted 2016
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Life lives, life dies. Life laughs, life cries. Life gives up and life tries. But life looks different through everyone's eyes.”
Daniel B Koch
Copyright © Daniel Koch | Year Posted 2016
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Daniel Koch Poem
Are you thinking....
Are you thinking of me as I'm thinking of you.
When your driving your car and I'm driving mine too.
Are you thinking of me when your combing your hair.
I am thinking of you as I sit in my chair.
Are you thinking of me as you walk in the rain.
Are you thinking of me and all of my pain.
Are you thinking of me as the days come and go.
I'll be thinking of you but will you will never know.
Are you thinking of me while you sit in the sand.
I'll be thinking of you when you first held my hand.
Will you be thinking of me as I'm getting much older.
I'll be thinking of you as the tears drench my shoulder.
Don't stop thinking of me as you get old and grey.
I'll be thinking of you every moment of every day.
Think of me...I'll be thinking of you.
Copyright © Daniel Koch | Year Posted 2016
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