A Late Father's Day

All through the years your memory has lingered
here in my heart.
A life that was cut short before your time.
You were only forty two.
I am left here to look back on all the Father's Days
I didn't have you here with me Dad.
It has caused a deep seeded sadness in my heart
through out the years.
The times I would like to talk to you,

No one to walk me down the Isle.
When my children came along,
I miss the twinkle that would have been in your eyes.
Oh the pride I know you would have taken to have been their grandpa.
My life has moved on without you.
I know you are one of my guardian angels up in heaven,
in my heart I know you look down on all seven of us.
You send your blessing that only a loving Dad could give.
Dad rest in peace and wait someday God will open the gates,
then what a Father's Day we will have even though it will be late.
Written by Judith Collins

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A Coal Miner's Soul

A coal miner has a soul
that is so bold.
They grow old before their time,
in the mines digging coal.
Under the ground
not even a round of applause,
for all they do to keep this country moving
for you and me.
At night know one knows or hears the sounds and dreams
that hound them about all the work they done yesterday.
They work under ground in a deep dark hole with only their lights to guide them,
so electricity can flow.
Some think what they do is bad,
what a sadness this brings to my soul.


When death bell tolls another one is killed
all that is left is an empty shell.
Their  families have only memories left of a strong will man who work to pay his bills.
This sends chills up and down my spine
just to think they will never shine for all the good they do.
Think fast and don't blink twice and maybe you will see the light.

Written by Judith Collins

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