DEBORAH BROOKS LANGFORD

DEBORAH BROOKS LANGFORD

  

DAD MY HERO

A great man once said it’s wonderful to have family but without family what a shame~

And my dad was a great man

He was born 1930

Poor as a church mouse

Had a few scraps with the law.

But one day he met the most wonderful beautiful woman name Barbara Rose~

You see my daddy Floyd Billy fell head over heels in love. My mom adored my dad

My mom followed dad to the ends of the earth~

Dad joined the army and when I was a baby

He was on pork chop hill in Korea

Everyone was dying around him but God kept him alive

It was a nightmare on that nightmare hill~

Dad once said that he was a veteran as soon as he got to Korea

His train that was taking him to his new unit was under attack

Bullets were flying everywhere~

He was on that Hill for nine long months


The army sent him everywhere

He was the last man in his company left alive

YOU see My dad was my hero~

We were a traveling family

There were eight kids

Two of us born in North Caroline

One brother was born in Texas

Two sisters were born in Germany

Two more sisters born in California

We had so much fun as a family~

Those times will live forever in my heart

Mom and dad were inseparable

Then came Vietnam

He found himself on the front lines one more time with gunfire all around his head~

While the United States were protesting

They were trying to kill my dad

But again God had other plans for him

Still momma waited for him~

She took care of us children

Always had a kind word for everyone

Not knowing if daddy was alive or dead

She always had a smile on her face and an encouraging word ~

Everyone was drawn to my mom

Everyone loved her

Daddy had married an Angel~

When dad would come home from war

We would celebrate.

We would have milk to drink meat on the table

Instead of grits every day~

Yes times were tough

But we had an Angel for a mom

And our hero our dad was home from the war~

And we were happy~

If someone got sick

My mom was the first one there to clean their house and take them food to eat~

She taught us about the Love of JESUS!!!!

Then came the second tour of Vietnam

We all dreaded it

‘Daddy told us that the Army is trying to kill me’.

So much happened to us

Times were tough we didn’t have much to eat

But we waited for daddy to come home

Every single day~

Mom was our rock

Family came in tried to take some of us kids

Away from her and we protested

No…. we would rather be hungry

Then to leave our mother~

Dad got home again from Vietnam and he saved the day~

Again~

At Mom’s funeral and viewing

There were hundreds of people that filed in to pay respects

And I had no idea who they were~

Each one told me of how mom took care of them

One way or the other and treated them like they were family~

My dad was so proud of our mom

Mom kept our family together

Miss you mom and dad~

Tribute to my Dad and Mom they were married 61 years before Mom Died first, two years later to the month dad died with a broken heart missing our mom.

This month in 2011 my Mom Our Angel Barbara Rose went to heaven

This Month in 2013 my Dad Our Hero went to heaven

Deborah Brooks Langford @

A FOOL WE ARE NOT

Dedicated to the us ladies of Passion

Ladies, we try with all our best

Then we get a hurt reply

That makes us cry

The hurts that follow spin us around~

That day our star went out for good

Nothing would be as it seemed or should

We awoke to a cloudy misty day

There was about to be hell to pay~

We went in to wake up our bright shining star

But they had left and went faraway to far

We remember to many details

Our hearts still feels like it's going to fail

We hurt so badly

Everything is so very sadly~

Ladies, we must stay afloat

We must hold our heads up no matter how we hurt

The days will get better

So many of us, cry our hearts out~

A fool we are not,

We work so hard and play when we can

Kissing heads of our loved ones

What else can we do but love~

Debbie Brooks Langford @

DEAR GLAMOUR

If glamour is what you want

Glamour is what you have

Thank you Helen Sarita and her Kathleen
how sweet it is~

Hey I got the gloss and swinging of the hips

Blowing, popping, wintergreen

Black and silver

Dripping like icicles

Glittering in the fluorescent lights~

Shadow me in fragrance

Fluid motion

Back and forth

Like the ticking of a clock, I flock!!

Mascaraed eyes

Sparkles in my veins

White glittering pearls

Dress in diamonds~

Pin me up

On walls of white

Flowing black dresses

My head is filled with smoke

And your hands are held quite close

Treat me and love me right

As if I were you

I would ask me to dance while I am in the mood~

Debbie.... just having fun~

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Debbie Brooks Langford