The long night...

We cannot stop time. Time is a deadly friend.

The long night..

The old poet drinking alone at the Port Austin tavern.

He drank the Gentleman Jack and he asked the night.

When did I get old, when did I get so tire?

When did I forget my face, when did I forget my dreams?

Now a old man face is looking back at him,

asking. Did I do enough?

Tonight I drink the whiskey and later tonight.

I will howl at the moon and I will dance with the Lake Huron.

I asked myself. Where did my smile go?

Where did my laughter go?

Pretty Iron Mountain woman name Kathy found him and she asked.

I been looking for you and she held him.

He told her. Please stay with me awhile.

Let's find a place where we knew love once.

Let's smile again and let's kiss till we cannot.

Let's awake in a warm bed together in the morning.

Maybe the long night will allow us to know love again?

She smiled and she whispered to him. I wasn't running from you,

I was running toward you. Please stay with me Johnnie awhile,

my dearest.

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[June bug]

I will howl at the moon and I will dance with the Lake Huron.
I asked myself. Where did my smile go?
Where did my laughter go?

I really liked this part, this is a wonderful write, full of feeling

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear June bug for reading and the comment. I howled at the moon with three soldiers in Germany in 1978 and now. I howl at the moon with the grandchildren. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.