CoffeeKid's Journal

I return here in my mind each season

And we all laugh and gather here,

We have our own Christmas together,

As we pray in thanks every year.

We tell the same old tall tales

When we all get together

And feel the bond of kinship

As old friends greet one another.

This is a part of our lives

We lived each and everyday

As we plowed fields together

And lived the noble way.

Respect for God and fellow man

We all who live close to nature

And seems to know and understand

That the message was of love,

That our Lord had come to teach.

I’ll just sit and remember for awhile.

Most now gone on to their home,

And I left with but a fond smile,

Till I’m to join them at his throne.

Carl A. Gooch ~ 03 October 2007