For sweet Kaitlyn Rose

For sweet Kaitlyn Rose

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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Death is hard. Harder when we lose the young children.

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Sweet Kaitlyn


       Piensa
       Think


       Ojos claros, serenos.
       Bright and serene eyes.



       Si antes supiera.
       If I have known this before.


       I would of done more.
       Foolish words today.



       A Angel is in heaven.
       I hope she is with  my Indian Grandmother.
       Rocking her and singing.


       I love you sweet baby girl.


       Sufrimos.
        Suffer.


       Poor Mother.
       Left with pictures and memories.


       How do we find hope?
       Family need to hold tighter.


       Sweet Kaitlyn.
       In heaven and with tears.
       For she was a mama girl.


       I wish to have known you.
       We become too busy with useless tasks.
 

       Learn too late.
       Family is all we got.


       Please Lord of life and Death.

         
       Give her comfort.
       9 year old should not be with you.


        Many broken hearts need a reason. 


        Today we will say good bye to her.
        Here on Earth.


        I pray one day she is back in her mama's arm's.

                  
                Coyote 
            30 April 2009



Mercy for the broken heart


(A 9 year baby girl died. I could not speak. So old Coyote will write a poem and prayer. I have four children. Each one's is very important to me. If I lost a child. I would in turmoil till death.)


                      My sister called me.
                       Telling me.
                      Her baby girl is dead.


                       I asked her questions. 
                       Her words left me with silence.
             

                       A nine year old baby girl.
                       She is with the Angels now.

                       
                        I do a silence prayer.

                         
                         Lord give mercy to a poor mother.
                         Lord help her understand.
                         Please Lord.
                         Give me the strength.
                         For I don't understand.


                          Other sisters told me.
                          I must be strong.
                          I'm the old one now in the family.


                           I told my baby sister.
                           I will call her in the morning.


                           I think of my poor sister.
                           Her pain and suffering.
                           She must be in misery and heartbroken.


                            I pray again.


                            Lord give love and strength.
                            To a mother's broken heart.
                            Lord give me strength.
                            For I don't understand.
                            Mother's babies don't support to died.


                            I will drive to Detroit.
                            Sit with my sister.

                   
                             I won't say too much.


                              I will ask the Angels to accept a 
                              beautiful girl into heaven.


                              She was full of hope and laughter.


                               Here on Earth.


                                I pray the Angels to give us mercy
                                for  broken hearts.


                                For here we don't understand.


    Coyote
                                     26 April 2009    
   

© 2011 Coyote Poetry


Author's Note

Coyote Poetry
Some poems I wrote after a funeral. I put away after a death a of my daughter 9 year old girl. She die of unknown causes on April 25, 2009. A death of a friend children brought back the memory. There are no words to repair a heart for a death of a child.
Coyote

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'For sweet Kaitlyn Rose'
Coyote Poetry,
Your last line: "For we don't understand' It so fits this memorial to your loved granddaughter. The above piece is the outpouring of your heart and the unseen question of 'why.' Why do we have to loose her. Loss seems to be something all people understand in many different degrees. But it is just so hard. Pain like this leaves one reeling. I see this was written back in 2011 and to know that the love which wraps this writing gives hope and a reason to keep going. More families need what is shown in this life which goes to see a hurting daughter and expresses questions and just grieves and gives. We need to grieve, to mourn, to give.
Bless you Coyote.
Kathy

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4 Years Ago

Thank you dear Kathy for reading. Poor sister never became the same. Losing a child. Never-ending p.. read more



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An outstanding poem and very sad

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how sad it is to know that your daughter died. I could feel that it is very painful.

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very sad and beautifull.I can see how heart felt these words are.Always tender

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oh this is tragic, so sorry for your loss, this is a wonderful ode!!

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i cannot think of suitable words...I'm just so sorry to hear of your loss and i just wish that may you and your family heal from it though healing ight be impossible but atleast pain can be lightened up..

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i cant even imagine the pain you must go through, but with this poem you help me to understand, and to feel a little bit of what you feel. excellent poem.

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My prayer for the loss of a child is for heart's ease and the wisdom to know the innocent one is safe with the ancestor's who have gone before.
the sorrow of your heart permeates every word; may time and wisdom ease the heart hurt. May you continue to live a good life, for the child is watching from the halls of forever.

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the death of a loved one is a terrible terrible experience. but, the death of a young loved one who should be enjoying his/her time here on earth, singing, dancing, playing, laughing, going to school is probably the most painful. nice work. it had been a long time, right? just let me give my condolences.

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This is so beautiful. It completely took my breath away. It's full of emotion, pain, beauty and respect. I'm sorry for your loss; this is a phenominal poem.

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No, no one can even imagine the pain. And I for one do not want to experience that kind of pain. Am so sorry for your loss Coyote.
This was so beautiful. The hurt and pain never ever go away, they just tend to get a little easier at times to cope with.
Again, sorry for your loss
Thanks for sharing this with me

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