Tag Archive: Family

Lake Huron

  A summer day at Lake Huron   We must remember the good days. The Sandusky Carnival and Lake Huron. Photos are reminders. The good days are near. Just need to remember. The… Continue reading

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A witness to life

A witness to life A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must remember friends and family missed. I believe. When we speak or write about them. We bring them back to our hearts and… Continue reading

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Dance with my daughter again

Dance with my daughter again A Poem by Coyote Poetry A beautiful song. Dance with daughter Old man remember. Little girls will become young woman. His little girl is tall and beautiful. One… Continue reading

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“I lift my eyes”

I lift my eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day.                                 I lift my eyes. Barren cold and heartless world. Fear… Continue reading

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Death, suicide and hope and a prayer

Death, suicide and hope and a prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem and prayer for Brittany Maynard.                                    Death, suicide and hope and a prayer Understand death? I don’t know what… Continue reading

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No words Wednesday

      Lake Huron and the fair.

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My small books of thoughts

My small books of thoughts A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                            My small books of thoughts What will I leave? Have I lived a complete life? A life filled with days… Continue reading

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Little truth

Little truth A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rarely we know the real facts. A controlled media leave us blind and dumb.                               Little truth Dead cities. Now destroyed and burned. Who have won… Continue reading

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“You are gone and I’m here”

You are gone and I’m here. A Poem by Coyote Poetry No winner in war. Just shadows of people lost too soon.   (A photo found unclaimed on Writer’s cafe. It was famous… Continue reading

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Stand by me

Stand by me A Poem by Coyote Poetry No-one is a mountain. We need bridges to hope and peace. Stand by me They murdered Christians and Muslims in Asia. They murdered Muslims and… Continue reading

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