“Everything”
Everything
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
How much do we truly need?
If I lost everything. Would I become afraid?
We live in a time. Where needing more and more is the real value of life to most. How many toys do you need?
Where is the coffee time and long conversations? Cell phones and computers make us forget the human touch,
the human voice.
Is real value of a good life, dying with a million dollars sitting in the bank? Wishing you had traveled. Wishing you had sat by the sea and drank good beer and wine with friends and family.
I don’t believe money is the cure for happiness. I know we must work to buy food and shelter. Invest money so we can live okay when we are old and gray.
I don’t want everything. I want my hand in my daughter hand when we cross the street. I want to hear Grandchildren calling my name. Grand-dad. I want my kind wife near when I’m weak and need a tender touch.
To me, this is a enough.
A good life is encircled with many mother embraces, Grandma kisses and Grandfather big smiles and good words. This is the real wealth of a life.
A solitary man who cared for wealth and his business. What does he have? Old story by Og Mandino.”A rich man came to him. He told Og. Give me a reason to live. I have wealth now and no hope left. I will pay you a million dollars to show me the good way. Og told him. Follow me. Og took him to a graveyard. The rich man asked. Why did you bring me here? Og told him. These folks are dead and can’t do nothing to improve their life. Sir, you are alive. Give your money away do something worthwhile. Live and find real purpose. Money to people in graveyard don’t mean much. The rich man thanks Og and he understood.”
A poor man who gave away everything and he is surrounded by family. Children who loved him and appreciate him. Had many good friends and know art, books and music. He had a complete life.
Maybe everything is not so wonderful. Maybe you should love many and know the meaning of kindness.
Coyote/John Castellenas
I could not agree more. I am so glad you visited by blog as by that avenue I found your blog. What could be more lovely than holding your granddaughter’s hand.
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I agree. Children give us reasons and purpose with old age. We need their laughter. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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Hi John. I would not mind a little money can’t do much without it. Living alone for many years no wife to comfort. But Life is often what you create. Thank you so much for liking my poem Family Gathering! Best Wishes. The Foureyed Poet.
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We need money. I do work hard so my family and I can enjoy our life. I hope you are create a good life.
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Happiness is not on the face of paper money, but in the radiant glow of a human being , take care be safe
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Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
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Reblogged this on Writer's Bounty and commented:
For me, this sums up what life should be about. Truthful words.
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Thank you for reading and the reblogged.
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You’re definitely welcome–thank you for sharing.
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Reblogged this on Skin Deep ~ Mandy Moran and commented:
This is so true, who wants to be the richest man in the graveyard…….
All our riches are here on earth and they are priceless!!!
From a great writer ‘Coyote poetry’
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Evil the bible stated. Hard for a rich man to enter heaven with earthy wealth. Thank you for the reblogged. I do appreciate.
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Your welcome.
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You are so spot on. This was a Good read! 🙂
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Your message is true. Great work.
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From a loveless past to understanding, it is good to hear that there are men who have understood from childhood.
No regrets, where forgiveness reigns. Yet a life of lack was suffered.
Let keep the pace those who know, instructing well the others.
By His grace
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