THAT DAY . . .

The Father knows

the day and

the hour,

when He will

demonstrate His

power.

He will tell His

Son;

"Son, go get your

children, for

the time has

come."

Jesus will appear

in the

air,

and gather His

children

there!

What glory that

will be,

when The Lord

we shall

see!

Even so come

Lord Jesus!

Come

today;

come forever

to

stay!

The sentiments of

C. Douglas Caffey

and a host of

others!

OF WINDOWS AND BOOKS

There is a window

out of which I

look;

and there is a verse

from a book I

took.

Life is made from

windows and

books,

giving panoramic

views to all who

look.

The outside world

is open for

review,

whereupon, I

often think of

you.

For you are my world,

and of windows

and

books,

I'd give them all

to share your

looks!

Dr. C. Douglas Caffey,

a simple five minute

poem,

dedicated to

Helen.

(I will write the poem, then affix the title)

Way out West

where the wind

blows free;

the high desert

flowers

are a sight

to see.

Even the weeds,

with their

wicked seeds,

bloom in colors

of every hue.

Surprise, suprise!

Right before

your eyes

the weeds are

flowers,

whetting your

appetite for

hours!

Pregnant colors

abound

over all the

ground,

in hues of green,

reds, indigo,

and all colors in

between!

Perhaps, they like

people,

are most beautiful

in their maturing

years,

when life is finished

with its

tears!

WEEDS & SEEDS

Dr. C. Douglas Caffey

in his maturing

years

of yesterday's

past.

TITLE UNNAMED

As I was walking

down the road

today,

I met a sparrow

on the way.

Said I to him,

why not walk

the broad

way?

Said he to me,

my name is

sparrow

and I walk

the way that's

narrow!

Reflecting upon

his answer,

I, too

must choose

to walk the way

that's

narrow!

The title now is;

The Narrow Way!

Dr. C. Douglas Caffey,

walking the way

that's narrow!