Windmills of your mind

Just words.

                         Windmills of your mind

Grandfather told me often,

life move quickly,

make the good day last longer and forget the bad days.

Now old age is upon me,

the windmills of my mind,

so many things,

are twisting and dancing in my head.

They are like,

stories of another person life.

I played soldier, I played saint and I played sinner.

When payment is due. Where do I belong?

Now I wonder,

what are we?

Maybe we are,

just wildflowers,

dancing with the wind for a season,

to be forgotten when the days of Fall appear.

I do follow my Grandfather advice.

Make the good days last forever.

                        Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I think your Grandfather was a wise man Coyote. As we get older we have less time left, so each day counts. They can't all be good days, but we can certainly do our best to remember the good ones and forget the bad. Much wisdom here in your lines. All good wishes.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Chris. I appreciate the comment.

[augustus]

What goes on in one's mind! Mine would be subject to severe censure! Makes you think, doesn't it?

[Coyote Poetry]

It sure does my friend and thank you for reading and the comment.

[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

I offend think of
many things in my
life.

I hope I get
experience more
before I'm older,


As it's a scary thought
And it makes me think
of my grandparents.



There's much wisdom
in our elders and experience
in life as we grow older
everyday.


I enjoyed reading
this was peaceful
and the Melancholic
music.


Maybe we are,
just wildflowers,
dancing with the wind for a season,
to be forgotten when the days of Fall appear.

I do follow my Grandfather advice.
Make the good days last forever.


Happy 4th of July 🎉🎆🎇
My friend 😁

[Coyote Poetry]

I hope you enjoyed the 4th of July. Thank you dear Benita for reading and the comment my friend.

[Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet]

You're very welcome 👍 and thank you 🎇🎆

[Gee]

That's all we can do Coyote, make the most of every day and when those "special" ones come along, savour, cherish them....we are a long time dead :))
Good morning, enjoyed your words.
Hope you are well.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear friend. I am fine and I hope you are doing well.

[Gee]

All good, thank you :))

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

I enjoyed reading this, wise wirds and lessons passed down through generations. Well written

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear friend. I appreciate the comment.

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

Your welcome

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I used to listen to my Grandfather the few times he ever talked to me, he was cold and distant.
I have reached the age that he was when i knew him as a kid.
now i am the one wishing time didn't pass so quickly...
i am running from time...but it is catching up.I relate to this---there are good days now...but what will happen after this life...don't know if i have done enough to get to the good place.
j.
j.

[Coyote Poetry]

We must find time Jacob and thank you for reading and the comment my friend.

[Jade]

I played soldier, I played saint and I played sinner.
When payment is due. Where do I belong?

I really like this part, I feel sadness in your words. Nicely expressed

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Brandie for reading and the comment. I do appreciate. One day. Each of us, must pay our due.