Rebirth A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people desire a rebirth in new places. I wonder do we change? Rebirth Old Johnnie drinking the cheap Honduras rum. Told the two pretty Honduras… Continue reading
Remember the War.
Soldier graveyard outside of Paris. Freedom isn’t free. It is very costly. Hold tightly to freedom. Many had died for us to be able to have opportunity and to know freedom.… Continue reading