Please remember who you were… I saw a old friend sitting alone in a Austin, Texas at the coffee shop. Her eyes looking down at the table and her coffee, hiding her sorrow.… Continue reading
A good day to be alive my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Each day is a opportunity to do something good. A good day to be alive my friend.. (Can you… Continue reading
Baby girl.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for my baby sister. Left my world and heaven, gained a angel. And my life is more lonely now. Baby girl.. Once she was was… Continue reading