This is a poem that I wrote a few years ago, not long after my time in ”The Mountain Cove”. I would like to post it here as a public thank you to those in my life for whom I have written it. You know who you are. I hope that in some small way this will show you the gratitude that I feel for all that you have done for me. And for everyone else, may God bless you with a place like this to call home should you ever need it.
A Place in the Cove
There’s a place I know down in the Cove
Some call it K-town, I’ve called it home.
At times there’s no place I would rather be.
The sky is clear and the moon shines bright.
You can count the stars most every night.
And in the distance you might hear a coyote sing.
There’s an old black dog that welcomes you;
two little ones might greet you too.
A Home Sweet Home sign hangs above the door.
A margarita or an ice cold beer;
“Five o’clock comes ’round more often here.”
Those words are always followed with a wink.
There’s a fuzzy blanket on the chair.
And there’s always lots of love to share,
a home cooked meal and place to lay your head.
The people there are family.
And each one means the world to me.
God blessed me when he put them in my life.
There was a time I thought I’d never see
this gift that my God gave to me
when I had no other place that I could go.
I brought my troubles and my fears.
I cried a river full of tears.
At times I thought that I would rather die.
But the love they shared, it lifted me
out of all the pain and misery.
It healed my heart; now I’m on my own again.
So no matter how far away I go
I’ll remember that place down in the Cove
and the people there who mean so much to me.
Because the love they gave; it saved my life.
May God bless them for their sacrifice.
And keep them safe ’till I can go back there again.
I love you guys!
~D~
Copyright 2009 – Denise Gilreath ©