Michael Don Jackson

Michael Don Jackson, 63, Seminole FL, passed away July 13, 2017.

He was born October 3, 1953 in Frankfurt, Germany. He lived in Georgia and Florida. He enjoyed riding and training horses, fishing and duck hunting with his friends.

He is survived by his only daughter, Nicki Mann, his mother Geraldine Wilkie, his sister, Alicia Parham, and his brothers, Hadley Jackson and Charles Jackson.

A Cowboy’s Prayer

Oh Lord, I’ve never lived were churches grow.

I love creation better as it stood

That day You finished it so long ago

And looked upon Your work and called it good.

I know that others find You in the light

That’s sifted down through tinted window panes;

And yet I seem to feel Your near tonight

In this dim, queit starlight on the plains.

I thank You, Lord, that I am placed so well,

That You have made my freedom so complete;

That I am no slave of whistle, clock, or bell,

Nor weak-eyed prisoner of wall and street.

Just let me live my life as Ive begun

And give me work that’s open to the sky;

Make me a pardner of the wind and sun,

And I wont ask a life that’s soft or high.

Let me be easy on the man that’s down;

Let me be square and generous with all.

Im careless sometimes, Lord, when Im in town,

But never let ‘em say Im mean or small!

Make me as big and open as the plains,

As honest as the hawse between my knees,

Clean as the wind that blows behind the rains,

Free as the hawk that circles down the breeze!

Forgive me, Lord, if sometimes I forget.

You know about the reasons that are hid.

You understand the things that gall and fret;

You know me better than my mother did.

Just keep an eye on all that’s done and said

And right me, sometimes, when I turn aside,

And guide me on the long, dim, trail ahead

That stretches upward toward the Great Divide.