Home, sweet home..
Home, sweet home (For Port Austin) Sun and heat, heat and sun. The Kuwait days slow and not easy. No booze, no woman, bad food and we have read every book available. I… Continue reading
Home, sweet home (For Port Austin) Sun and heat, heat and sun. The Kuwait days slow and not easy. No booze, no woman, bad food and we have read every book available. I… Continue reading
Home, sweet home (For Port Austin) Sun and heat, heat and sun. The Kuwait days slow and not easy. No booze, no woman, bad food and we have read every book available. I… Continue reading
A stranger, I became… He was corrupted by the Army, almost 15 years, twisted his minds and his needs.Once he needed home, once he needed his family.And now he need new cities, new… Continue reading
I am going home.. Soldier boy, the running man. Received a phone call in the Winter of 1991, Grandpa is gone, he loved you and he missed you. He told his kind sister,… Continue reading
Home, sweet home… (For Port Austin) Sun and heat, heat and sun. The Kuwait days slow and not easy. No booze, no woman, bad food and we have read every book available. I… Continue reading
Two poems. By a old Poet and a live one. A Poem by Coyote PoetryI love the old Poets. Some died before they had the chance to do great things. Sergeant Joyce Kilmer words… Continue reading
The White cliffs of Dover Places gain value when you are surrounded by war. The World War one and the World War two soldiers dreams of coming home. The white cliffs of Dover,… Continue reading
Existence of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For dear Grandparent missed. Existence of love. Ice cream with a cherry. A safe warm house. A big yard to play in. Kind smiles and… Continue reading
Wildflower dreams. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some memories are held forever. Wildflower dreams. I sit among the wildflowers. Growing where they desire and free. The sweet sense of the wildflowers take… Continue reading