What Gifts You Give

You let me talk my ear loaf off !!

Even if you can not imagine

The pain I'm in .

I know I can call you at any time .

You are a true friend .

You say let love and faithfulness

Never leave you and it never will .

You always call me big guy

And then I smile .

I know you would give me

The shirt off your back

when ever I needed it .

Anytime with you is a treasure .

A example in life like love and trust you say

Is a good example of a good teacher

And you know what I mean .

You say be not afraid ,

Live life to the fullest ,

Don't feel that you are ever alone,

We can talk about anything

From pain to a simple game .

You even took me to a simple game

And you sat beside me .

My team lost

Your team won ,

But much more than that

I may have lost and you won again ,

But I truly won for I have a friend ,

Who gives me gifts I can not even measure

And you know who you are.

By Brock

Time Is Ticking

You can not stay mad

At someone for ever

What good will it do

To the person you don't like
But more than that

What does it do to you ?

Think about all the time

You have wasted .

If you don't go forward

You will end up going backward

What good is that ?

Don't be a wall flower

Don't be a bar fly

Well get up and get out

And clear your mind

For time is ticking

And time is not on your side .

By Brock

The Risen Sun

I love you with the passion of the risen sun .

I stayed up all night to watch where the sun went

And it finally dawn on me in the morning .

You can not drink all day unless you start in the morning .

Life is but a funny riddle .

I made up my mind a little late

But I'm not going to waste

This beautiful risen sun this day .

By Brock

Smiley

I like her coffee

For it keeps us up at night .

She will wear from time to time

Some satin lace

And I will call her smiley face .

The more I see her

The more I love her .

Where did you get those beautiful eyes

The only toy I have is loving you smiley .

I love you smiley .

By Brock

Time To Time

While coming of age

I still keep falling down

From time to time .

The phone does not ring as loud

Or as often as it once did

A long time ago .

Growing up is growing old .

The bones hurt more as time goes by .

You don't count how many times you hit the floor,

But how many times you get up off the floor .

When I wake up from a nap or in the morning ,

I wish I could see things more clearly

And understand people and things better

As time goes by and years go by

And as young kids and some people pass me by

It is ok for the bright sun to catch you crying .

If you go outside and the sun is shinning ,

And if you go fishing or hunting or running

Did you know the birds above make beautiful music

Before the angels do ?

I am coming of age .

By Brock

Hi There

Here I am talking to you and your mother is fast asleep .

I want you to always to have the best .

May your many beautiful balloons never burst .

Each day I hope to know you a little better .

We do not want to be up and down every night

Like a pump handle .

We all need and want a restful night to sleep that's all .

Your mother found her greatest love inside her .

I hope you find love inside yourself .

You should always smile and laugh and always hear

Beautiful music and never be afraid to cry .

We will continually be but a shake and a rattle away

From you .

Take your world of dreams to the limit .

Don't ever be cheated out of anything in this glorious world .

I want you to be strong and yet be able to hold

Your mother's world in the palm of your hand .

As the months go by , I will have more to say ,

And I will always be here for you .

Your mother and I will be so profusely happier

When you do come out of her womb

But Oh God may the child be healthy

And come out smiling .

By Brock

Dream Time

Our love never rocked like a baby's cradle .

I can not see me holding you ,

When I listen to the radio .

It does not matter how far I go

With the radio dial late at night .

I'm living only on dream time .

Every night is numbered

But nobody is counting .

I got my head in the lost and found .

Now , I always miss the red sun rise ,

Because my blood shot eyes are under the pillow .

Now , I only whisper secrets to the cold four walls .

I am cherishing your love to-night ,

But it is just to late .

You are just no where to be found

I really must be on dream time ,

Because the rainbow even said good-by .

By Brock

Son Of A Gun

She always said son of a gun .

The smile on her face and in our embrace

Tells me there is a heaven with her .

If you sing you pray twice she would say .

Any time with her is a treasure

She is like an angle

Because all angles have 2 open hands .

You never have to wake up an angle

For they are always watching us .

An angel once said

You know you are poor when you go

To church and go to communion twice .

She would say faith is a gift .

When I would hear son of a gun

No matter where I would think of my special angle .

Oh Son Of A Gun !!!!!!!

By Brock

My Dad

Time doesn't negate the respect

One owes to one's father .

Take care of your father

When he is old in your eyes .

Grieve him not as long as he lives

Even if his mind may fail .

Be considerate with him .

He would say , he is fine for the shape

He is in .

We would go hunting not running

But we would go fishin .

He would say live life to the fullest .

He would say be not afraid .

When I run like even today I think about him .

He would say an example is the best teacher

He would say I will be with you

Until the end of time .

He would let you laugh .

He would not laugh at you .

He would make a child's ear squeak .

He would call all children Smiley .

When he took snap shots of everyone ,

no matter the age ,

He would tell you to say

Horse ban newer !!!!

There was always fireworks around my dad

He loved to play games with people and kids .

My dad was short but when we rode horses

My dad was oh so tall in the saddle .

Happy Father's Day dad to all

By Brock

Why

Why is it that what is for the best

Seems always to hurt so much ?

Life has to go on but my heart is shut down .

The spring in my step is gone .

I need a smile from a true friend

A hug from a true loved one .

My new life has to start in a second ,

With a positive outlook , which is the best for me .

I'm going to have some green tea .

Now , I am ready to take on the world ,

But still I ask why ?

By Brock

A Baby's World

A baby comes into this world

Without wearing a pair of dark glances glasses .

Their beat is always upward .

Their nose is never curled .

Their ears never wiggled .

They always spit up

Not like a snake .

A parent always loves ones child

But we make them wear their glasses .

Parents tell everyone their kids are #1

In their heart .

A baby never wears make up of any kind .

A child does not eat bologna .

A baby is here because of love for love

And always willing to take a hold

Of this world with a smile .

A baby's mouth is never full of cotton .

A baby never breaths stale air .

They hold you in the hollow

Of their little hands .

It is to bad they have to grow up so fast .

By Brock

Grow Old

It is sad to grow old .

The pain throbbing from stem to stern

Like the watery eyes that run for no reason .

The plumbing that runs off and on .

The kind old hands have all wrinkled and become ruff .

The teeth have all gone , but there is no reason

Or no one to smile for .

Laughter grows old for there is no laughter

To share when you are alone .

The ears that can only hear the echo down the hall .

The walk becomes a shuffle .

The purpose in life has gone .

The hibernation in my old rocking chair

In front of my old faded TV or is it my eyes ?

The only screwing that is being done

At my house has to do with my reading lamp .

There is no reason to call anyone

For they have all gone their way .

Everyone talks about yesterday never tomorrow .

The only thing I lean on is the memories when I was young .

Evening shadows are the only thing that keeps

Me company at night .

The only time I do my crying is when I run or in a rain storm

For I am on the short side of life for I am getting old .

By Brock

Anybody

Anybody can be what they want to be

Just look at me .

There is truth in tears and also in laughter too .

You can be alone and not be lonely you know .

Life is but a sweat filled marathon

And a transcript of Yesterdays' dreams

Let us all dream forever .

May we never lose as a human race

The special touch of self creation .

By Brock