THE COAL MINER, DADS AT WAR & LITTLE BABY
THE COAL MINER
Coal mines in my daddy's day
Were dug with strong hands and back.
They got larger and deeper
As the lungs of the miners turned black.
Cave-ins, fires and explosions
Were my father's daily fear.
But what choice has a man
When the wolf of hunger is near.
With three small kids and a wife
There were five stomachs to fill.
As we lived in poverty
In our shack below a hill.
I feel his blood within me
As the years of my life pass by
I'm proud that dad dug King Cole
For a miner so am I.
Life to me is but a rose
Though it's thorns can make me cry.
And like my dad before me
To my Lord I will not lie.
In cold earth someday I'll sleep
With a shinny stone above.
Carved in it, shall be the words
I have known the joy of love.
DADS AT WAR
Where would I be without you dad
My hero of night and day?
I'm so glad you love my mother
And think of us when you pray.
The last time we had Christmas
You reached for me with your hand.
I looked at you, then made a wish
That I might be just half the man.
I love my father of earth,
And I love my Father of Heaven.
It's a lot for me to love, you know
For I'm only eleven.
Mom and I sure miss you
Since you left to defend our flag.
When others ask, where is your dad
I can't help but boast and brag.
Little baby, I love you
For you are a part of me
Each and every inch you'll grow
I want to be there to see.
Someday you'll chase fireflies
Who ride the breath of the winds.
Someday you'll be all grown up
And out on the town with friends.
You have your daddy 's freckles;
You've got your mommy's eyes.
I pray to God every day
You'll survive all of life's lies.
Little babies shoot up fast
As they need to stretch and grow.
They do such things as children do
In a world they've yet to know.
Someday you will understand
How your parents feel inside
Someday you'll have your babies
And raise them with great pride.
Of all the gifts that life may bring
A sweet baby is still the best
Your Dad and I shall love you
Till the day we're laid to rest.
GOD'S POET TOM ZART
The Lord can close doors no man can open
And open doors no man can close.
It's up to us to prove our heavenly worth
By our lifetime example of the path we chose.
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