I never left Michigan

Just words. Great song. Please listen.

                        Never left Michigan

Years ago. I wanted to see the whole world. Drink wine in Basel and Paris, dance in the streets of Florence and read poetry at Hyde Park in London.

I found four children alone with a kind women. I learn. I wasn't important. Drinking, dancing and travel man stay with sweet woman and the children taught him. Life is in the front of us. 

Now old man won't drink wine in Paris or Basel. He drink kool-aid with his grandchildren. He won't dance in the streets of Florence, he dances by Lake Huron with his laughing boys. He will never see Hyde park again, he read his poetry at the Utica and Sterling Height libraries.

Traveling and rambling man never complain. He learn. Don't need everything, we just need enough. Grand-boy Jaden tell him daily. I love you Grandpa. Kind words, more than enough for me.

                              Coyote

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Give me those cute faces Coyote! I can tell by your tale of Hyde Park that the sweet woman and her four boys showed you the path where your heart was aching to go. The rhythm of the words here are like drum beats, beating out a story by firelight for listeners waiting for wisdom. Those listeners came to the right place my friend. I find wisdom every time I read your work. I send love to you and your handsome grandboys.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Annette. I will.

[h d e rushin]

No, not just words brother but dreams. And dreams don't consist of straight lines. Sometimes angels appear with the same faces of your ancestors And then sometimes they bounce around in matrices just to hide the remote control from you. And then other times you write a poem so clear and navigable and the metope of a small face appears between the lines. I truly felt this one Coyote...I never left Michigan either.....great poem....dana

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Dana for reading and the comment. I came back home after my time in the service. The four seasons of Michigan. Our struggle and our delight.

[DIVYA]

Life keeps changing dear Coyote yet every phase is more beautiful than the previous. This is what I feel reading your words here. It’s wonderful to be loved by grandchildren and to read and write poetry in a quiet library. Just my idea of a great life. Thank you for sharing your wisdom in such fine poetry.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Divya for reading and the kind words.

[DIVYA]

It is such a pleasure to read your uplifting words, my dear friend.

[Rye]

this is a lovely write here. enjoyed to read

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Miss Mee. I appreciate the comment.,

[Melissa]

Very nice words. At first, I thought I would feel sorry for the person, never traveling and living the life he dreamed of, but I much preferred that his life turned out better, more full of love, drinking kool-aid over wine.

[Coyote Poetry]

Kool-Aid is better when you are content. Thank you Melissa for reading and the comment.

[Jon Roggie]

I was settled. I was the uncle.
Now, I am helping to raise my niece.
Seeing the world would not be the same without dragging her along.
Now I am stuck thinking about if she has kids.
Thanks Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Jon. I adopted three children. Best decision of my life and thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Weeping willow]

Wonderful words with good memories ;-]

[Coyote Poetry]

Not memories dear friend. Keep family near. Keep me young and hopeful and thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

When we have love this all we need and have enough- wonderful- 🌹

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Kelly. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[‘Thoughts In Time’🌹]

My pleasure🌹

[Neville]

You whisper soft and your words become lessons, you write words and they become law, and you my brother, are a very lucky man indeed..... Some of us dont need to drink wine in Basel or Paris, we dont need to dance in the streets of Florence or read poetry in Hyde Park London... Some of us have found what we have been looking for............... Great words Johnnie and a great song too..... Neville

[Coyote Poetry]

The young singer is amazing and thank you Neville for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Neville]

My very sincere pleasure Johnnie...... Neville

[barleygirl]

This is truly one of your best yarns becuz of the way you craft it to be an allegory from life lessons. I am the baby in my family & I never married or had kids -- my many siblings did all that hard stuff for me, which I enjoyed as an aunt with no responsibilities. My older siblings were envious of my many adventures & I admired their family traditions (altho I didn't want to be defined that way myself)! *wink! wink!* This is a precious lesson you share which most people will relate to very much (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Margie. Life is what given to us. We must enjoy each new day.

[Ted Kniffen]

John, I suppose we all yearn for adventures when we are young and with luck we have a few. But as many times as I have gone away, I always look forward to coming home.

I'm a lot older now than I ever thought I'd be and I'm not wealthy, but I'm rich in ways that matter the most.

My uncle, an old Marine from WW2 had a farm out near Armada and I spent many a wonderful summer day working the fields with my cousin.

Thank you for this.

[Coyote Poetry]

Amanda is still a country town and thank you Ted for reading and the kind words.