Coyote Poetry
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Whiskey dreams are still the sameA Poem by Coyote PoetryOld dreams of youth I still hold on to. Not for me this time. For my children. |
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Memory of a MotherA Poem by Coyote PoetryI was raised by a stepmother. I called her mother. She gave love and raised many children. The word Mother should be used in honor of strong and won.. |
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A mother tears.A Poem by Coyote PoetryHappy Mother day. Woman bare the glory and honor of protecting their children. Look into a eyes of a woman. You can learn a million stories of what li.. |
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Love, Dance and celebrate being aliveA Poem by Coyote PoetryA old story. Life is a journey to find your peace. Sometime peace can be held in your hands only for a moment. |
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What men do?A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe leaders of this government must be held responsible. |
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Two BrothersA Poem by Coyote PoetryI learn how fragile life can be in 1988-1989. Better to be kind to your friends and family. World punish them enough already. |
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ThankfulA Poem by Coyote PoetrySomeday we learn life is more then us. |
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No tears at my farewellA Poem by Coyote PoetryEnjoy life. Take every opportunity to tell someone you love them. |
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Cry a tearA Poem by Coyote PoetryMy first published poem. Some small press put in in 1979. |
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Show me the way to love.A Poem by Coyote PoetryA poem written in 1979. Being young and hopeful is when we have no fear of disappointment. |
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