If I knew…

If I knew.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
We learn too late to be quiet. Anger and violence leads only to more pain and sadness. ![]()
If I knew….
If I knew.
I would of loved more and said less.
Sweet memories slip into my mind of us.
Two people loving and holding tight like it was our last moment.
I remember walking hand in hand with you.
On lonely beaches.
Never more happy.
The sweet times are rare now.
Eyes of youth had faded away with life burdens and losses.
I look into the mirror and see a tire man.
I wish to go back and feel again.
To hunger for sweet kisses and love til the morning light.
Walk down the naked beaches of Monterey coast.
In a mist of silence with a gentle hand in mine.
I didn’t know laughter and dreams would fade away.
If I knew I would of try to stop time.
Hold you like you were my last breath.
John Castellenas
Coyote
So Beautiful
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Thank you my friend for reading and the comment.
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This is lovely my friend. You were a handsome young fellow. Aging is not fun. ✨❤️✨ But it does happen to us all. Hugs and love John
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Thank you dear Joni. I believe people are beautiful in old age. My grandmother was the most beautiful woman. You could see her stories in her eyes and face.
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You are so welcome. I think as we get older we learn that looks only go so far. We all get old if we live long enough. I agree with you about the eyes, expressive with the expression of life and the scars too. I have always thought that a nicely place scar on a persons face can actually add to their beauty. It is the same way that I believe someone who’s eye is slightly crooked draws you in and you don’t even know why really. You are a wise soul, my friend, John, I too like to look into the eyes of my grandmother, and I too thought she was beautiful and kind and as you said, her eyes were extremely expressive.
Much love my friend ❤️✨❤️
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My dear Grandmother was kind and so sweet. She taught me to be the rock of the family. Love to you dear Joni.
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