A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Many kinds of silence. Some good and some bad.
Old wise saying was “Silence is golden”. I don’t know if the words are true? Tonight old house is quiet. No shuffling of feet and loud voices. Children are gone. Old wife must keep me company.
Once my life was too busy. Kid needed lunch and attention for school. Little time to think. Today I miss the voices of laughter and the small morning arguments between the kids. Old age teaches us. The father and daughter dances are the best days in a life. Hours spend at the bus waiting with your precious child is not too long. Today old photos and new silence is what I have left.
I learn too late. I loved awakening with my children. Hearing them talk of their days and their dear laughter. The days of McDonald kid meals and waiting in the parks till their unlimited energy was wore away.
Once I wished for silence. Today I love when kids are close. Today I love to see them and tell them. You gave me reason and purpose my children. Thank you.