Ojibwa Grandmother chant A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. I tried to be like her. Children must know freedom and not be afraid of life. Ojibwa… Continue reading
Memory of a Mother (I was raised by my stepmother Sonja. A beautiful and wonderful lady who died too young.) Names given are earned. Not easy to become. You were a mother to… Continue reading
Mother are our protectors. They are the teacher of love and kindness. Mother love and kisses are never forgotten. Mother didn’t blink A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime in a life we must… Continue reading
Memory of a Mother (I was raised by my stepmother Sonja. A beautiful and wonderful lady who died too young.) Names given are earned. Not easy to become. You were a mother to… Continue reading
Mother didn’t blink A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime in a life we must do the correct things to fix a problem. Mother did not blink(Abuser children and… Continue reading
The Winter of life The cold of the Michigan Winter. Bring back the sweet memories again. Wishing for better days. Feeling the sun. Hot days. Peace.… Continue reading