Richard Netherland Cook Poems

I sailed upon the sea of life
In the year Nineteen Hundred and Thirty Four
Bound for places far from home,
And steered a course yet unknown
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A winter night is creeping,
Up to my cottage door,
And I have calmly settled in,
Like many times before.
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The evening moon shinning high,
Cast its' light on the dead that lay,
Out over the fields and woods nearby,
Some in blue and some in gray.
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I went out to that place of stones,
Where dear ones lay deep below,
And I begged the cool earth to release,
The sweet faces I used too know,
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A Perfect Rose

So deep and pure, the one I chose
From this earthly garden. a perfect rose,
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A Dirt Road

Somewhere there is a dirt road
Long and narrow and traveled much,
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Love is giving, love is kind,
Love is gentle, love is blind.

Love is meek, love is bold,
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Years in Heaven have you spent,
Among the Angels so content,
Yet no voice or whisper has come down,
To tell us of the wonder found.
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IN the wee small hours of Christmas morn,
While parents are in their bed sleeping,
In the dim light of the Christmas Tree,
Two shadowy forms are creeping.
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I'll be there in the springtime
For I love that part of year,
I'll be the sunshine on the flowers.
I'm in the wind you hear.
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