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.”
Sixty five years together.
He stood by my grandmother with his hand in her hand.
His loving eyes never leaving her beautiful face.
He shopped daily at the Farmer Jacks and bought her treats she desired.
Just to see her smile and content.
.When he couldn’t drive at 91-year-old.
He failed his driver test.
That broke his heart but like the depressions,
Wars and bad times he kept his positive attitude.
He raised me and my sister without one complains.
Us kids always had a place to come and rest.
He would give me solid advice and accepted my mistakes
With kind words of “It would be alright. Can I help you?”
I still can hear my Grandfather voice telling me.
“Think before you speak. Nothing good to say. Say nothing.”
He taught me true love give all.
I still can see my Grandfather all dressed up with my Grandmother next to him.
They gave to me and the family till their last breath.
When I came back from Iraq in 1992.
He took the whole family out.
He was so happy I was alive and well.
He told me “I lost too many to old wars.
I’m proud to see you standing tall on your own two feet.”
He taught me to love and care for my family.
Today I feel his spirit and wisdom in my soul and heart.
I hear his voice when I speak.
True love gives all.
Coyote
Nov. 1998
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In the end. Love and kindness is what we will be remembered for. Thank you for reading.
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Your poems are like stories beautiful
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Thank you for the many kind comments. I love writing. Reading and writing is my peace. Good to meet you.
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Your writing is beautiful, it reminds me of my grandparents too! Thank you for sharing!
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Thank you for the comment. Old age make us wiser.
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thanks for this. reminding me of my own.
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Thank you for the comment. Good to remember and taking care of the good people in our life.
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IO remember a workmate who said to me “´don´t say anything. It all will be stupid”. Your granddads words reminds m of him.
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Sometime silence is better when we have noting useful to say. But we need to speak our mind sometimes. Thank you for the comment.
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John, beautiful reflection about your grandparents. We have so much to learn from our elders. Please to all of you out there, don’t dismiss your elders as old and shaky. . .they have much wisdom for you. . .listen well.
SandyO
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Your words are true. We must love and listen to our elders. The wealth of knowledge can lead us on a better road. Thank you for the comment.
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Old Coyote —
Thanks for visiting OurHerstory.net today. Since you’re an old poet, you might also enjoy some of my verbal poetic work at http://susanbourne.net or some of my visual poetic work at allbourneart.net.
Keep creating!
Susan Bourne
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I can relate so well to this beautifully written piece, John. I lost my mom at age eight, my father traveled. My grandparents brought me up…they loved me with all their hearts and never let me question that. Thank you for this fine tribute to grandparents, seems more and more are raising second families at unbelievable sacrifice.
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Good to have Grandparent with heart and time for us. Thank you for the comment.
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Beautiful. It’s sad to see some of the values being thrown away. Thank goodness for Grandparents who taught us those things our parents missed. I wish I could be roe like them-except I am not.
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Easy to be a good example. Be kind and lead with love. Not anger. I must stop myself many times in a day from looking foolish. Thank you for the comment.
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Your poetry sings to me and make me cry. I wish I had as good example as you did growing up. It would save me on so much waisted energy and undoings I’m doing now, hoping to be a good example for my own children
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I had AWOL parent. I was lucky Grandparent were kind and giving. My wise Grandfather told me. “Nothing good to say. Be quiet. Words and actions can caused permanent damage.” All we can do is do our best. Thank you for the kind words and comment.
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You can see the love and respect you have for him in your words. Beautiful sentiment. I love and still miss my grandparents. I hear their words come out of my mouth into the ears of my children and they live on.
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Me too. Thank you for the comment. I see my grandfather face in the mirror.
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I see my grandmothers face in my youngest daughter 🙂
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I name my youngest daughter after my grandmother. My way to remember the kind woman who raised me. With age I see my father face when I look in the mirror.
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My eldest is named after my grandmother. It’s a beautiful way to remember and honour. I hope that gives you comfort. I’m a pure mix of my two parents, its hard to see…
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so much grace entwined with respect and honor in your words…
you have a gift of bringing memories into color for us to walk with you…
Thank you for sharing…
Take Care…
)0(
ladyblue
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I was raise by my Grandparent. Kids need good examples. I was lucky to have them. Thank you for the comment.
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