Thankful

Thankful

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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Someday we learn life is more then us.

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Thankful


I saw my face  in the mirror at Chucky's Cheese.
I was surprised to see a old man looking back.


I was fifty one years old.
Holding my Grandson.
His first birthday was today.
His big smile and laughter made me smile.
My old face didn't look so bad.


I stop and did a silence prayer to the Spirit of life and death.
I thank them for this day.
I pray my Grandchild and all children have a fair chance at life.


My eyes have eroded with time. Can't see nothing without my glasses.
My hard living made my mind weaker.
I need to write notes for reminders or I may forget.
I don't run no more.
I still can walk like a Soldiers.


My baby girl is thirteen now.
She is turning into a beauty like her mother.
She is texting 10 times per minute.
I caress  the back of her head.
Give her five dollars for the games.


She gives me the boredom look.
I smile and watch her wander off.


I do a silence prayer.
Being thankful for four healthy children.


I walk behind my two grandsons.
Their eyes wide open to the world around them.


I sit and watch them play in the small kids section.
I wonder how our leaders in the USA think?
Why the discussion of War is more important then education and hunger?


Their children will pay for our waste and sins too.
Our hate and fear will destroy their future for all the children
in this world.


I sit on the floor.
My two grandchildren are climbing on me.
They are having the time of their life.


I pray a silence prayer for the day.
When children can grow up in  a world that is safe and
all the children have a fair chance at a good life.


I'm thankful for this day.
     

                               Coyote
 

© 2011 Coyote Poetry


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Author's Note

Coyote Poetry
Life is to be lived. Can't live in past mistakes. We who have common sense need to gather. Stop the hate and violence in our world. Before we leave nothing for the future generation.
Coyote

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Great job on this! I think most of can relate to getting older and seeing our little ones grow and wonder why things look so bleak for their future. It makes you wonder why anyone can see those little faces and not realize that things can and should be better. Lovely job.

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Wow! I' impressed. Love your poem and, I too, hope there is a better world for all the children to grow up into. And its good to be thankful for what we have because we could so easily lose it. Very nice job on this.

Posted 10 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

There is hope and life in the eyes of our children. They make us younger. They make us thankful. I need to remember a little more often to see the world through their eyes. Thanks for the reminder. :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.


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A Poet and writer who love to read and write. My pleasure is reading about the bad and good in a life. Also to honor the Poets/Writers of the past by reading their words. Remembe.. more..

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