The October days of my life. Last dance for the Coyote.
( April is poetry month. Number ten poem.) The October days of my life. Last dance for the Coyote.. This morning, I saw a old face looking back at me in the mirror.… Continue reading
( April is poetry month. Number ten poem.) The October days of my life. Last dance for the Coyote.. This morning, I saw a old face looking back at me in the mirror.… Continue reading
The days of freedom… Yesterday was the first warm days of Spring. I opened the doors and I opened the window. I allowed the air of Spring to re-fresh the house. I took… Continue reading
The days of freedom.. Yesterday was the first cold days of Winter. I closed the doors and I closed the windows. I didn’t allowed the air of Winter to freeze the house. I… Continue reading
Our world.. (Election is coming. Time to unite as one for peace, time to stop the gun violence, time to ensure are children can go to school and be safe. Time for hateful… Continue reading