Some days are better..
Some days are better.. Old age had taught me.Bad days become less painful andstruggles make us solid people. I raised four children.Strong and beautiful.I learn the value of life.Children at your feet and… Continue reading
Some days are better.. Old age had taught me.Bad days become less painful andstruggles make us solid people. I raised four children.Strong and beautiful.I learn the value of life.Children at your feet and… Continue reading
Fairytale ending A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime life is fair. We can have a fairytale ending when all things fall into place properly. Fairytale ending.. Love letters are sent.New hope is born.Sweet… Continue reading
Dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some dreams are nightmares. Some are sweet dreams and some are warnings for us to shape-up. Pity and depression can’t control your life. Dreams.. I have been… Continue reading
I lift my eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to open our eyes and find the good in each day. I lift my eyes… Barren cold and heartless world.Fear had tarnish… Continue reading
What the children see… The children smile, the children laugh. Their eyes of wonder see a world of opportunities to test life, befriend many. A child doesn’t see color, the child doesn’t see… Continue reading
Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote Poetry Good places and friends make distance places good dreams in old age. Barefoot dreams.. I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance club… Continue reading