I understand why we protect the wildflowers
(I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why.)
I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.
I sat on the hill in the midst of a wildflower field,
the small colorful flowers moving in the gentle breeze.
I sat at bay from a good friend grave.
I came to tell him that, I was alright.
His death broke me down,
I left the service in 2000 and he went to war alone.
We were comrades in many battles for 12 years,
raised our children together.
He joined the National Guard and I was tire of war.
The howling storm of war, took my friend on three tours in Iraq.
A roll-over accident in Iraq took a father of two beautiful girls,
to his final journey.
I hear the leader’s telling me,
God is on our side,
this war is worth the blood of our men and woman.
I lay with the wildflowers,
allowing them to take me to a better place.
I see my friend face, I remember his smile and can hear his laughter
when I close my eyes.
I know what he would tell me.
“What done is done. Take care of my babies and don’t cry for me.
I died for love, freedom and the untried. War is hell, don’t let my
children forget how much I loved them.”
My friend loved the country.
He lived in a small town who cried a thousand tears for him at his funeral,
now his grave is decorated with a bronze star and fresh flowers from one of his daughters.
I planted wildflowers seeds around his grave,
drank two miller’s beer and left four for him.
I whispered to the wind. “Please take care of a good Soldier and friend.”
The wildflowers are dancing in the breeze.
I looked at the wildflowers, free and uncontrolled. I think it is good to be like a wildflower.
Never be locked in or forgotten.
I understand now why we protect the wildflowers.
I salute my friend’s grave.
Do a silence prayer and whisper to the rising sun.
“I will ensure you will not be forgotten.”
Coyote
John Castellenas
2013
Amazing…the beauty and devotion that you describe. The wildflowers were my companions as a very young child. When I was forgotten I would squat with them and socialize. I felt they were alive because they awakened with the sun and slept with the moon…it’s much appreciated to read your thoughts and experiences
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Thank you Annu. I love the wildflowers.
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Very touching. You are a good friend.
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