You are my treasure… My lovely lady loved a slow Sunday and to bath for many hours in a hot bubble bath, jazz music and little conversation. I would wash her hair in… Continue reading
1— He loved her so. She played his heart softly and tenderly like a violin. Creating a song of majestic days, eternal nights. Her music filled with grace and joy. She was a… Continue reading
Father’s eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is hard not to follow your Father’s footsteps. But we must sometimes. Father’s eyes and anger.. 7 April 2009 (Part one. Wiser and smarter… Continue reading
The parting glass…. Last year, the greatest man I ever know. My father Jack. Died on 29 January 2020. 96 year, he was. Was a WW2 veteran and he was a paratrooper who… Continue reading
You taught me what love was… I remember your small house, I remember sleeping on a cot and I remember you. I remember my grandfather smile and his kind words and I remember… Continue reading