Jealous of the angels. And a beautiful Jenn Bostic song.

Bless, be the one, who is surrounded by love.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry

 For my father Jack. 

Bless, be the one, who is surrounded by love.

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The greatest man I ever knew, always had a wide open door for me. His home was our safe-haven. Never a negative word to no-one. A Para-Trooper in WW2. A champion bowler and he always had a smile and good words to share with me. His family surrounded him at the end. A loved man left many broken hearts.

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Who will fill the shoes of legends? I knew he was the greatest when he lived. He gave me solid advice and never complain when I returned home to gather my mind. He taught me, hard work make the man. Easy life, gain you nothing. My mentor, my teacher, my best friend. I know heaven shall welcome you and you will sing your song to the angels. I will miss you my father.

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I am Jealous of the angels. The angels can hear your voice singing, the angels can hear your laughter. Today my world is so quiet without you. No-one ask me. Am I alright? Now I hear my father’s voice when I speak. I have a wide open door for my family and I make time to listen to them. I asked my children and I asked my grandchildren. Are you okay?

Coyote