Our childrenA Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words. Our children "Your children are not your children. They are sons and daughters of life's longing for itself" Kahlil Gibran My child, you have grow so tall and I see a million mile journey in your eyes. I try to be like my father, my grandfather. Give advice, not directions. Children are the flowers in the garden. Need to grow freely and wild. Need open doors and free minds to expand to their chosen places. Wise men allow the wildflowers to grow freely and to learn the lessons of life without walls of limits or fear. Johnnie
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6 Reviews Added on July 28, 2018 Last Updated on July 28, 2018 AuthorCoyote PoetryMIAboutA Poet and writer who love to read and write. My pleasure is reading about the bad and good in a life. Also to honor the Poets/Writers of the past by reading their words. Remember .. more..Writing
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