I hope I make it till the Spring…
I hope I make it till the Spring. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A very old poem. I learn I wasn’t important. I learn to be kind to friends and family. Silence is better… Continue reading
I hope I make it till the Spring. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A very old poem. I learn I wasn’t important. I learn to be kind to friends and family. Silence is better… Continue reading
Too late for forgiveness… Second brother put into the cold earth.Death by their own hands.Left many to swim in bad decisions and not enough kind words. The things I believed in.Became useless and… Continue reading
I hope I make it till the Spring… A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem. I learn I wasn’t important after second brother committed suicide in 1999. I learn to be kind to… Continue reading
He still don’t understand how babies in life can find the rope a better place than being alive. Hard life and times for people today. Old man learned. Listen to the people near.… Continue reading
Dead ends.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time for all of us to think and do the right things. Before it is too late for us and nature. Dead ends.. Brothers told no-one… Continue reading
Too late for kindness.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I found a old journal. 100 poems, never been published anywhere. Number one, 1990 poetry. Too late for kindness… I wanted my brothers to be… Continue reading