James Charles Cooke Published Author And Poet
This book is a result of walking in the countryside with my dogs watching the birds and animals in their natural habitat, always wondering if they actually communicate in their own way. In one instance a sparrow was creating a dust storm; we assume he is having a bath, or could he be playing? So I decided to create a story involving several animals. As I studied them more closely I began giving them names, such as Brian the sparrow who seems to be unafraid of people and always up to mischief, visiting my garden and stealing the dogs’ food. Harry is a large black cat; he wanders about the lane where I live as if he owns it. He seems to disappear for two or three days at a time. I can only assume that he has been on some sort of adventure an...
- I Could Hold Your Hand
I'm counting the days to hold you close,
some days take to long to end,
staring through the window wishing, I could hold your hand,
kiss your lips, hug you for just five minutes would be
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- Time
I'm counting the days to hold you close,
some days take to long to end,
staring through the window wishing, I could hold your hand,
kiss your lips, hug you for just five minutes would be fine.
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- As Our Love Forever Shall Grow.
Sometimes in this lifetime,
We meet a special soul,
A soul that fits just perfect,
And makes us finally whole.
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- Have I Told You Lately
My precious, I love the way you love me, the way you hold me tight.
The way your smile is so innocent and makes your eyes so bright.
Kiss me any time you can.
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- Your Wit So Refined.
The sparkle in your eyes as I,
gently love you, so
full of pleasure with your smile,
That makes it all so real.
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