Too old to die young, my friend.

Too old to die young, my friend.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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Just words.

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Too old to die young, my friend.


Once I held a 30-30 to my head,
a blessed friend saved me.
I have learned,
now I have lived and I have learned.

I am too old to die young,
lived long enough to know,
we shall know sadness.
we will know joy.

We will know the sweet taste of love and
we will cry tears for love lost.

Our teachers will teach-us and they will leave us.
We shall cry for them and we will try to remember their lessons share.

I know now,
each of us,
are here for a reason.
To be saved and to save another.

Today the sun will rise and the moon shall fall.
We must try to lead with delicate words and teach the children,
love is life, be kind and generous to each other.

We are here just here for a while,
just ships on the wild sea,
doing our best to survive this life .

                      Dancing Coyote

© 2019 Coyote Poetry


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Coyote Poetry
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Damn, Coyote. I never would've guessed you for one of us. I once aimed to throw myself off a cliff but the sound and memory of my mother's voice kept me from it.
I felt the power and effect of this rhyme in my bones and I guess now I feel you even more than before.
Thank you for sharing this exquisite piece and I wish you the best of luck and life moving forward my friend.
Take care and keep churning please.


Wes

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

5 Years Ago

Thank you Wesley. All of us find a dead-end. If we are lucky. We can find our place.
Wesley Dingler

5 Years Ago

Amen, Coyote



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We are all going to experience bad things in life no matter who we are. Those who are strong will learn from their experiences. They will learn from others too. Often times, wisdom comes at a price.

Great poem, Coyote.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

5 Years Ago

It cost a lot my friend. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
Excellent poem, Coyote, a good friend of mine once saved my life, by not acquiring a shotgun I had asked him to get, we are all to old to die young, but hopefully we are still young enough to die disgracefully, keep on rocking in the free world

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

5 Years Ago

I hope too my friend. Die with honor and thank you for reading and the comment.
Damn, Coyote. I never would've guessed you for one of us. I once aimed to throw myself off a cliff but the sound and memory of my mother's voice kept me from it.
I felt the power and effect of this rhyme in my bones and I guess now I feel you even more than before.
Thank you for sharing this exquisite piece and I wish you the best of luck and life moving forward my friend.
Take care and keep churning please.


Wes

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

5 Years Ago

Thank you Wesley. All of us find a dead-end. If we are lucky. We can find our place.
Wesley Dingler

5 Years Ago

Amen, Coyote

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