Forever young

Just words.

    

                             Forever young

Once I was fearless and brave.

Love was life and life was love.

I had a strong back and powerful legs.

I was going to save my world.

Once I wanted long nights and I could dance till the sunrise.

I love the song and I loved the red-hair ladies.

Time had  stole the energy of my youth,

too many losses made brave and fearless man walk slower and think too much.

My old heart had learn.

Life is simple. Be forever young in spirit.

Dance with the grandchildren,

teach them to be fearless and brave.

Don't complain,

laugh and dance till the midnight hours.

Sing songs of praise and be thankful for what you have.

Once I was fearless and brave and I know now.

Love near, keep us young and hopeful.

Lead with concern, kindness and listen.

Be forever young,

never allow life to make you become old.

                              Coyote

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

“Life is simple. Be forever young in spirit.
Dance with the grandchildren,
teach them to be fearless and brave.”

One cannot help the aging of the body but can opt to remain happy and make the most of our situation at any age. Happy people make for happy friends, parents and grandparents. I appreciate your love for life and your insight and compassion, expressed in this poem, Coyote!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Dhara for reading and the kind words. We must find reasons to appreciate life.

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

Of course Coyote! It’s a pleasure always!

[Onlyme]

Wonderful, heartfelt sentiments. That makes you smile within. No truer words were spoken. Coyote, Thank you for sharing this amazing poem. The spirit never dies. The body might get weaker with age. But we are still young inside.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right dear Dawn and thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[m.s.early]

The strength of hope comes alive. Thanks for the encouragement.

Blessings 😊

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend. I appreciate the comment.

[Jon Roggie]

I am still a child.
I might have a beard growing a shade lighter,
but I get to play.

Enough of that.
Niece's boyfriend's siblings have various nicknames.

Santa. Black Santa. Monster.

I might be Krampus.

Part of it is they have heard me laugh.

Nice write John.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Jon. We must enjoy our life.

[Chris Shaw]

The bones may creak with old age but the spirit can stay ever young. Stay near young people as you grow older, that:s my solution Coyote. They have a way of lifting your spirits.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree Chris and thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Chris Shaw]

You are welcome.

[angel]

I am 65, in a wheelchair, and my waist length hair has gone almost entirely white, but my heart refuses to age, so I join you in celebrating life, and in my heart, I will dance with you! Lovely write,Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend. We will allow our words to dance for us. I appreciate the comment.

[Fran Marie]

Not just. Words. Rather words of wisdom in my opinion..one chooses to stay forever young in spirit though old we grow..live love and laugh and pass it on to our grandchildren ..a lovely poem here John..well expressed

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Fran. I am trying to stay young.

[Fran Marie]

your most welcome..

[Ana Papaya]

I think that's the cycle right?
We do what we can while we can and then we teach the next generation all we've learned.
Pass down the knowledge and wisdom while enjoying the moments with them while we can.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right Ana. We need not to waste time. Times goes too fast for us. Thank you for reading and the comment my friend.

[Ana Papaya]

it was my pleasure Coyote!