Katy Funke song and a poem.

The September song…. The leave are turning and the nights are cooler. The children are playing outside, enjoying the last days of Summer. I have become like the Autumn, my once young and … Continue reading →

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I will waltz and sing with the angels

I will waltz and sing with the angels I wrote some names down to paper, each name were kind mentors to me. In quiet prayers, I pray to sit with them again, talk… Continue reading →

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The strong and the blessed

 The strong and the blessed Today I am a old man. I lived in many places and I have lived many lives. I was a businessman, I was a soldier and I was… Continue reading →

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Merry Christmas and some words

My Grandfather house (First written on 14 March 1980, I gave to my grandfather- Rewritten 29 December 2015 and now I am the grandfather) Time has moved too quickly. I have growth from… Continue reading →

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Gypsy soul

Gypsy soul   Once, I walked in the clouds, The highest Honduras mountains, I stood upon. I was a free man.   Once, I danced with the Pacific, the Winter storms taught me.… Continue reading →

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‘For Grandpa’

For Grandpa A Poem by Coyote Poetry                         For Grandpa (Written for my Grandfather in June of 1980. Was posted in his kitchen till his death.) Time had surpass. I have growth from… Continue reading →

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Did I tell you

Did I tell you? Did I tell you how thankful I’m for you, my dear Grandparent? You gave me shelter, shared meals and wisdom. You taught me how to live. To appreciate life,… Continue reading →

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Hands of stone

Hands of stone A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love make our hands of stone, soft and tender to the people we love and care for                                   Hands of stone Life is hard. Gentleness… Continue reading →

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