Tag Archive: love

Young men dream and old men wish.

Young men dream and old men wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Age make us kinder and wiser. Must fall down many times to appreciate life.                          Young men dream and old men… Continue reading

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A naken woman

A naked woman A Poem by Coyote Poetry                                  A  naked woman (A wise artist once said. To see a nude woman is more wonderful then 1000 beautiful paintings in a museum.)  … Continue reading

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An empty book.

An empty book. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to enjoy life. A good life is many friends and a lot of laughter.                                  An empty book. An empty book is a lonely… Continue reading

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Blue eyes

Blue eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry A very old poem. A wise man always speak with love and kindness to the woman he loved.                … Continue reading

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Stay with me.

Stay with me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rare times in a life we can find comfort with another. We need to hold on till the dream disappears. Stay with me  I sipped… Continue reading

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Where will this road lead us?

Where will this road lead us? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can be dead in the heart. Awoken with one sweet kiss.                    … Continue reading

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The human touch.

The human touch. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The easiest gift to give is concern, time and to listen. In a world of fast pace and little time. We must slow down and… Continue reading

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“I love you forever and a day.”

“I will love you forever and a day” A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. Memories are like a good wine. Become better with time.   ” I will love you forever… Continue reading

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True love gives all

True love gives all A Poem by Coyote Poetry An old and good memory. Our elders teach us how to live.” True love gives all… Sixty five years together. He stood by my grandmother with… Continue reading

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Dreams don’t die. Can be heard by the wise people in the gentle wind and is never forgotten.

Rachel Corrie Dreams don’t die. Can be heard by wise people in the gentle wind and is never forgotten. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t allow war to blind us from peace. Guns… Continue reading

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