Lest we forgot…

 Lest we forgot…

My old bones are sore, my eyes are weaker and the whiskey taste harder tonight. I ain’t searching for Jesus, I ain’t searching for the Devil. I have found both and I learn. I am standing alone and every decision I made, every deed I did. I did, because I wanted to.

Today last year man sit alone. Looking at Lake St. Clair and he told the lake. Thank you for leading me home. I am 10 miles from my grandmother old house and I did okay. I have four strong children, five grandchildren and I pray one day. I can be with my dear grandmother and she will tell me. Baby, Johnnie. You did okay.

I have forgotten more than I can remember. I look at old photos and I know, I was blessed with the hell-bound road leading me to a peaceful place. War taught me. Men are the same. Just fighting for old men who don’t give a dime about us. Children are our wealth. 

Real wealth is love near, the laughter of children and long vacations. I ain’t searching for forgiveness. I made my bed and I will live in the bed I made for me. Today I obey my grandfather wisdom. He told me often. Speak less, listen more. Never leave with negative words or anger. All of us need a kind voice and place to feel safe. Don’t be the teacher, be the friend.

I ain’t looking for Jesus, I ain’t looking for the Devil. I am just doing my best to be kinder, be easy on the people who need a kind word. Love, my friend. Easy to give and we can save another. Thank you for reading my friends.

                        Coyote