Dedicated to the memory of Donald Cox

This site is a tribute to Donald Cox, who was born in Birmingham on April 18, 1932. He is much loved and will always be remembered.

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Miss you today day like yesterday and the days before. I miss you so much dad you are always in my thoughts Love you always Dad xxx
3rd November 2024
I hope I make you proud, Dad; even though you're no longer here, Your memory grows stronger with every passing year. At the end it was a battle, one you weren't to win. A fight against a demon, no choice but to give in. I wish I could've said goodbye, that morning when you left, Told you you were my hero and that you were the best. Tears I cry in secret at night before I sleep, Wishing you were beside me, you'd be forever here to keep. The years don't make it easier; they said the pain would go. It seems I've just got better not letting my feelings show. Wishing I could hold your hand to shout your name aloud. You're no longer here, Dad, but I hope I make you proud.
3rd November 2023
I will take this special moment To turn my thoughts to Dad Thank him for the home he gave For all the things we had. We think about the fleeting years Too quickly, gone for good It seems like only yesterday I’d go back if I could. A time when Dad was always there, No matter what the weather. Always strong when things went wrong He held our lives together. He strived so hard from day to day And never once complained. With steady hands, he worked so hard And kept the family name. He taught us that hard work pays off, You reap just what you sow. He said that if you tend your crops, Your field will overflow. My life has been bountiful He taught me how to give In his firm and steadfast way He taught me how to live. Dad dwells among the angels now He left us much too soon He glides across a golden field Above the harvest moon. I see him in the summer rain, He rides upon the wind And when my path is beaten down He picks me up again. Love you dad and miss you every day. Xx
Jeanette
3rd November 2022
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