Maybe a penny saved?

Some little poetry..

1- His Achilles heel was his grandchildren,

he tried to keep them safe.

And he knew,

he had left them a messy world.

He allowed hateful voices of cold blooded men and women,

to blacken the beauty of life.

2- Fortune gain, fortune lost.

Maybe a penny saved?

3- He knew, it is necessary to be discreet in his speaking and his written words.

He had secrets, that would die with him.

He could not seek forgiveness,

too late to forgive or to be forgiven,

when the people are sleeping in the cold, cold earth.

The nightingale song had stole his heart.

Hair of red, voice of a siren and the eyes of sea blue.

She told him.

Keep the darkness buried in a Irish grave.

Where sin is forgotten.

Only safe place, we shall know.

Is kind embrace, gentle voice and soft kisses.

Dancing Coyote