What will I remember?
What will I remember? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long. People are many. What is truly important? What will I remember? Days pass by. Life goes on. What will I hold on… Continue reading
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Bounded love. Till my last breath…
Bounded love. Till my last breath… The moment I held you for the first time. Sweet child of mercy. You brought hope to my sad heart. Your laughter, your smile. My joy. Now… Continue reading
A cradle hymn…
A cradle hymn. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts upon a paper A cradle hymn.. “Hush little baby. Don’t you cry.Daddy going buy you a hummingbird.If the bird. It doesn’t sing.Daddy going… Continue reading
You taught me what love was…
You taught me what love was.. I remember your small house, I remember sleeping on a cot and I remember you. I remember us eating three meals together daily and I remember your… Continue reading
Your face…
Your face.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry July poetry number nineteen. Your face… I brought her close and I told her. Honey, you will be alright. We will figure something out. Her eyes were… Continue reading
Grandfather’s roses…
Grandfather’s roses… My grandfather told me often. We must be like the rose. She sleeps the complete Winter and rebirth yearly stronger and more beautiful. In the hard days of Winter, she… Continue reading
Thankful- part two.
Thankful I saw my face in the mirror at Chucky’s Cheese.I was surprised to see a old man looking back. I was sixty-three years old.Holding my GranddaughterHer second birthday was today.Her big smile… Continue reading
Existence of love…
Existence of love… Ice cream with a cherry anda safe warm house.A big yard to play in. Kind smiles and words.Missed in my old age.Dear Grandmother told me before I left for war.“Too… Continue reading
Walking with giants- number one…
Walking with giants- number one… A Poem by Coyote Poetry May poetry number five… I wrote poetry in my dreams. I hope you enjoy. … Continue reading
A cradle hymn….
A cradle hymn. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts upon a paper A cradle hymn… Hush little baby. Don’t you cry.Daddy going buy you a humming bird.If the bird. It don’t sing.Daddy… Continue reading