Piece by piece and a beautiful Kelly Clarkson song.
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
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I could not ask for more.. And a beautiful Alisa Fineman song.
I could not ask for more… I told my grandchildren,choose the road you love,dance, sing and be fearless.I learn many moons ago,I had enough and I told the rising sun.I could not ask… Continue reading
One, two, three, four. Do we begin again?
One, two, three, four. Do we begin again? 1- Did I find you? Or did you entrapped me?Am I the captive or the guard?One, two, three, four. Did we dance?Prey or predator, we… Continue reading
Teach love or teach hate? And Martin Luther King Jr. quotes.
Teach hate or teach love? A Poem by Coyote Poetry My Afternoon thoughts. When we teach our children love and hate in the same conversation. Did we teach the children well? Hate and love… Continue reading
We don’t want to fight no-more..
We don’t want to fight no-more…. Once brave boy believed war would save our world. The brave boy became a man. He fought for a Government who would forget him after the battles… Continue reading
Brick, upon another brick..
Brick, upon another brick.. Men, believe in his youth. Life is his to take. Young men believe life is now, just borrow and steal everything you can. Tomorrow may not come. He learn… Continue reading
You can’t catch the wind..
You can’t catch the wind. 1- Her eyes were cold, her voice was just a whisper of hope. She told me. Dear Johnnie. You can’t catch the wind and love is for the… Continue reading
She was a sea dancer..
She was a sea dancer… She was a painter, part-time poet and she was a sea dancer. She could paint the sea, she could paint the forest and she would paint the faces… Continue reading
Make today, your best day ever..
“You can’t wait until life isn’t hard anymore until you decide to be happy.” Nightbirde Just some words…. — We will… Continue reading
The madness, we knew..
The madness, we knew… You loved the whiskey, you love the sin and you loved the long ride. You wanted the sea , you wanted the ancient writers and you loved the quiet… Continue reading