“Our children”
(Our children
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Just words.)

Our children
“Your children are not your children. They are sons and daughters of life’s longing for itself” Kahlil Gibran
My child, you have grow so tall and I see a million mile journey in your eyes.
I try to be like my father, my grandfather. Give advice, not directions.

Children are the flowers in the garden. Need to grow freely and wild. Need open doors and free minds to expand to their chosen places.
Wise men allow the wildflowers to grow freely and to learn the lessons of life without walls of limits or fear.

Johnnie

Awww!! Love this sweet poem. I feel the same way about my boys. Such a cute picture of your with your grandkids.❤❤
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Children keep us hopeful. Thank you for stopping by dear Poet.
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Thank you for your words and inspiration! 🙂
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how beautiful they are all, along with your wishes for them
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Thank you dear friend. My grandchildren keep me young and hopeful.
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me as well
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