Remembering Nightbirde and a poem. It’s okay.
It is the middle of July, my friends. My Michigan feeling the Summer hot day kiss finally. I am listening to beautiful Nightbirde songs and the grandchildren still sleeping. I need to listen to dear Jane (Nightbirde). Keeps me balance. On Thursday I went with my nine year old grandson to his school function. He picked me to be his favorite person and I was honored.
I know I am okay. Bills are pay, children and grandchildren are healthy and strong. I have good health. Tomorrow is the first day of May. Time for the days of Spring to bless us.
I went to Lake St. Clair and I told her. Please Goddess of the lake. Please help my world. Please help the people in Ukraine, please teach our leaders how to stop wars, not support them. Please help the people in need. Old world need more concern, more kindness. Once I served, for a great President. President Clinton send my unit in the Army to Africa three times on water, food and medicine missions. He showed Africa. We were willing to help them. Create friendship and we tried to help.
I am a old man now and I have learn. I had a good life. Now I must teach my children, my grandchildren. Stay strong, stay focus and seek great dreams. Don’t allow the world to kill your dreams.
This morning. I am listening to Nightbirde and I am thankful.
Coyote