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


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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Oh there is so much raw truth to your words...I pray you have many more days like this, there is no other joy like joy that children give us...Excellent!

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2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

This is just plain amazing here. So full of emotion. Like this, it's truthful

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Thi is such a beautifully moving and emotional poem for me. I loved it from beginning to end and I am right there with you. I would love there to be no more hate and violence in this world...i hope is it gone in time for my two boy to grow up...we can only wish...but these are the times that should be cherished and will be in our hearts forever....dont waste a minute of time....they grow up so fast as you know...dont take life for granted....one of my absolute favorites Coyote :o) Your grandson is so beautiful!!

Posted 10 Years Ago


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this is just awesome. it's freaking brilliant and imagery is top-notch. nothing short of perfect

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it;s like i was there very visual

Posted 10 Years Ago


ahh. so beautiful. so inspiring. amazing amazing work coyote.

Posted 10 Years Ago


I completely agree that these moments you've shown with this are times to be thankful for!
thank you for sharing.

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great poem!

Posted 10 Years Ago


It's a shame that our children just can't stay children in this world today.
Eventually they have to face the harsh realities of life. How sublime everything
seemed when we were small; what i rude awakening.

This is a precious write of innocence. I'm not a grandmother, yet, though
I have mixed emotions about becoming one. If it happens I'll be thrilled,
but I often think what we are leaving behind for the next generations.

Thank you for sharing this story! Wonderful photo, too.


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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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I can relate to this in so many ways. My experience was in the order of, pride; mortality; regret; fear. I was proud of the life before me. Gained an immediate TRUE sense of my mortality. Regretted the wasted time I threw away in my life, and feared for the future well being of my grandson... we have not exactly left the greatest foundation under the stage by which he will stand one day... Your poem goes straight to what matters, and brings a sense of being humbled to this man. Thank you.

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