Father’s eyes..
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
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
All my friends had settle down… A Friday night and no-one wanted to go drinking with me. A bloody Friday night and my friends. Watching Hulu and Netflix with their fat wives. I… Continue reading
Piece by piece… I remember my father. He tried his best and he couldn’t win. I remember my mother. She lost her way a few times and she always got back-up. We are… Continue reading
“Kiss me once, kiss me twice, kiss me once again.. Doris Day Let us slow dance, while the world ends my darling… You and me are escaping to the days of old and… Continue reading