I remember you
I remember you
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Old thoughts and poetry
You taught me what love was.
You taught me what tenderness could be my Scotland beauty.
You painted my world to a more beautiful place.
Made my anger and disappointment fade away.
Your taught me. I was going to be okay.
You called me, dear and honey.
You were my old fashion gal in a fast pace world.
I was intoxicated by your beautiful brown eyes and auburn hair.
I knew paradise in your kiss and in your embrace.
I told you once. I wanted you forever, wanted you to be my wife.
We made promises we could not keep.
I wonder how you did my Scotland beauty?
We never said the proper goodbye.
You got away from me and I believe you were lucky.
Young men waste away everything they touch.
Few young men know true wisdom.
I learn too late. I held a true Angel.
You called me because I got sick. You told me, I forgive you Johnnie.
We were too young and you wanted everything.
I never forgave myself. In a old wishing wells.
I wished you found someone who would honor and love you forever.
Someone who knows how beautiful and kind you are.
Dreams and wishes become less painful with time and separation.
I still dream of my Scottish girl and I.
Knowing the true splendor of love.
Sharing hope, coffee and life.
Coyote/John Castellenas
I love this, John! I read it several times and enjoyed it each time. The photo is so cute and the words are real and honest. Great job!
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Thank you Dave. I appreciate the positive comment.
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Very beautiful….thank you:)
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Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
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That’s a beautiful tribute to a love lost! Somehow I hope you’ve found closure to mend a broken heart!
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She called me and forgave my actions. I learn to be more kinder. I guess I did learn.
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I’ve had several like that in my life. My high school sweetheart for one. It took 20 years, but I finally tracked her down. I even spoke with her parents. All was forgiven, and explained away as “we were just kids back then”. I never thought I’d have that chance! I’m glad for you that you got that call!
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She found me. I got sick. Karma my friend. Is a air judge.
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Oh, John, this is so tenderly written. You give me hope. Thank you. Love, Amy
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Love is real. Just be careful with young love. Young hearts can be fickle. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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John, I am laughing. Me? YOUNG???? You have me confused with someone else! I am well passed 50. Tee hee xx Amy
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Exquisitely romantic and tender!!
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Thank you. Old memories become more sweet with time and distance.
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Well,you did a good bit of writing there
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Scotland left a imprint upon me. Old age had taught me. We remember the good days and faces with the coming of age and old man wisdom. I appreciate the positive comment. Give me reasons to keep writing.
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This is amazing so beautiful, love the photos
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Old photos and thoughts. Than you for reading and the comment.
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🙂
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I meant love it
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Reblogged this on How my heart speaks and commented:
This is lovely
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Really beautiful/I ;pve it
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Thank you. Old thoughts came to life in poetry today.
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