Some days are better..


Some days are better..

Old age had taught me.
Bad days become less painful and
struggles make us solid people.

I raised four children.
Strong and beautiful.
I learn the value of life.
Children at your feet and laughter in your voice is
the true gold of a life.

I celebrated with two grandchildren at Chuckie Cheese.
Little one is one years old this day.
I watched his eyes.
Filled with wonder and discovery.

I like the Native American logic on children.
“Teach them well. They are the future.”
I teach my three grandsons.
Be kind and listen. Please don’t destroy the house.
Love my friend is life. When a child hold your hand and they look at you with love
and concern. You are truly blessed.

                           Coyote/John Castellenas

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