I remember you..
The last time I saw your face, my kind friend. I remember. When we are blessed with youth and vinegar. We don’t know. We have few mentors and people who shall love us.… Continue reading
The last time I saw your face, my kind friend. I remember. When we are blessed with youth and vinegar. We don’t know. We have few mentors and people who shall love us.… Continue reading
The last time I saw your face, my kind friend. I remember.. When we are blessed with youth and vinegar. We don’t know. We have few mentors and people who shall love us.… Continue reading
Father’s eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is hard not to follow your Father’s footsteps. But we must sometimes. Father’s eyes and anger.. 7 April 2009 (Part one. Wiser and smarter… Continue reading
The parting glass…. Last year, the greatest man I ever know. My father Jack. Died on 29 January 2020. 96 year, he was. Was a WW2 veteran and he was a paratrooper who… Continue reading
You taught me what love was… I remember your small house, I remember sleeping on a cot and I remember you. I remember my grandfather smile and his kind words and I remember… Continue reading
“Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices call him father!” — Lydia Maria Child “My father didn’t tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do… Continue reading
For Grandpa A Poem by Coyote Poetry Happy father’s day For Grandpa (Written for my Grandfather in June of 1980. Was posted in his kitchen till his death.) Time had surpass.… Continue reading
(Life is fair. We learn life isn’t easy. We learn great respect for men stood their ground.) Father’s burden. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My father taught me to appreciate laughter and woman.… Continue reading
For Grandpa A Poem by Coyote Poetry Happy father’s day For Grandpa (Written for my Grandfather in June of 1980. Was posted in his kitchen till his death.) Time had surpass. I… Continue reading