Sunday, November 2, 2008

I Am A Soldier


The air I breath is thick with sand,
the weather is hot, almost too hot to stand.
But I press through it all to see the end of the day,
To see my baby girls, to hear them say my name.
I am their father, I am also a soldier.
The weapon I wield is American made,
And with its help many lives have been saved.
But this great tool does not come without regret,
many lives have been taken,
Too many lives to forget.
I hear the word "peace", how I long for that day.
But the jobs not done yet,
No sir!!
I have to stay.
"Lord please, please give me strength"
These are the words that I pray.
My prayers were answered when I heard Him say
"Press on my soldier, and give me your all,
For you are fulfilling a higher call."
"For on this earth you have honored my name,
you have given your life, just as I did the same."
"Welcome to heaven, a place is prepared
where you can live in peace, and never be scared"
"I love you my dear soldier, you have worn my name well,
Enter now my kingdom, where forever you will dwell."


~Jordan Cubino


Many thanks to all the men and women, who have given their lives on the battlefield.

Friday, October 31, 2008

What is Life?


Is life something that is here and now?
Or is it something that we take for granite?
In this day and age, the answer is in the question.
Life is a fleeting fancy, here today and gone tomorrow.
I say this because tonight, I saw how fragile life can be,
Even with something as small and mediocre as a little puppy.
This tiny creation of God, meant just as much to Him as anything else,
He created it, it's his handiwork, His work of art His masterpiece.
Then it hits me! If God cares this much about a little dog, how much more does he care for us!

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Beach 2008















Saturday, October 11, 2008

Furry Personalities




Tuesday, October 7, 2008







Monday, September 29, 2008

She Is

She is music,
The notes that she forms speak to the deepest part of my heart
They carry me away to a place of complete bliss and happiness
Her beauty is like a peaceful sonnet, perfect in every way.
She is music to my soul,
Her lyrical personality blesses me with such a joy, I can hardly contain it
She is the air in my lungs, the beat in my heart, the most wonderful being.
She is an Angel, perfect in every way.



Tuesday, September 23, 2008


Well I woke one morning,
found you staring down at me,
you said "I'll take my share now, father please",
and you took your money,
and you took your leave,
you drilled my heart and turned your back on me...

And you hit the town,
and you hit the bottle hard,
you race 'round in your fancy cars and you blow all your money,
on brothels, beds, and bars,
before you know your broken times get hard...

I still stand here waiting,
with my eyes fixed on the road,
and I fight back tears and I wonder,
if you're ever coming home,
don't you know son that I love you,
and I don't care where you've been,
so please come home.

And now you've hit bottom,
all those open doors have shut,
and you're hungry stomach's tied in knots,
but I know what you're thinking,
that you troubled me enough,
nothing could ever separate you from my love...

I still stand here waiting,
with my eyes fixed on the road,
and I fight back tears and I wonder,
if you're ever coming home,
don't you know son that I love you,
and I don't care where you've been,
yes and i'll be right here waiting,
'til you come around the bend,
and I run to you and hold you close,
won't let go again,
so please come home,
please come home...

Don't you know son that I love you?
And I don't care where you've been,
so please come home