Silence…
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Many kinds of silence. Some good and some bad. 
Silence…
Old wise saying was “Silence is golden”. I don’t know if the words are true? Tonight old house is quiet. No shuffling of feet and loud voices. Children are gone. Old wife must keep me company.
Once my life was too busy. Kid needed lunch and attention for school. Little time to think. Today I miss the voices of laughter and the small morning arguments between the kids. Old ages teaches us. The father and daughter dances are the best days in a life. Hours spend at the bus waiting with your precious child is not too long. Today old photos and new silence is what I have left.
I learn too late. I loved awakening with my children. Hearing them talk of their days and their dear laughter. The days of McDonald kid meals and waiting in the parks till their unlimited energy was wore away.
Once I wished for silence. Today I love when kids are close. Today I love to see them and tell them. You gave me reason and purpose my children. Thank you.
Coyote/John Castellenas
There is a haunting beauty to this piece John. We crave the silence when the house is chaotic and full, but then we realize in the emptiness, it was their joyful energy that made us happy.
But we still need some quiet time though. Children are overflowing with energy. 👏👏
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I am lucky. I have five grandchildren to watch. House became filled with noise again Nigel. I became a better grandfather than father. I learn too late. Children are like weeds in the garden. They can grow-up overnight. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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So true.. they grow up quickly..and your blessed mate. Children and grandchildren..such a joy.
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