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

Posted 8 Months Ago


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Coyote Poetry

8 Months 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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this is beautiful.. really beautiful... because you wrote it for someone who very special and precious...

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is so sad.. I like the story you painted for me and this really caught my attention. You're right.. Nothing can repair that feeling of death. Especially a child's death.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Your words are so heartfelt and beautiful. This broke my heart. I am sorry for your loss...your last few lines are tremendous...and my pray for you and others...

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

No there are no words to repair the loss of a child. A part of you , for a mother one who grew inside you for nine months that you loved since the moment you knew of the child, since the first flutter of life. You do not expect this flutter to end so soon... nine years you love this child with all your being then she is gone... you can say, she is in a better place... but for a mother the better place is here with her to love and watch grow.. you can say, it will get better with time... but for a mother that time will never come.. your poem breaks my heart. I am so sorry and wish all healing for everyone.Also this pain is hard on a father, i am sorry if i made it sound as if only mothers suffer longer.

Chloe

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The way you wrote this, broken sentences, clipped beginnings, reminded me of the pain and how it would feel to talk about such a loss right after it happens, choking on the words. Very effective.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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i never experinced this but i know loose of a child and a spouse to death is the hardest thing anyone has to go through in life i still cry over my cousin in law and great grandpa now in then cause they took their own lifes but have always felt there is some painful scares in there but you,re very strong like me that will to go on that our loved ones want us to go on this makes me think of my step aunt she had 3 baby boy's at once they was prem babies they died at birth but she waited again and she has 2 beautiful boy's much love you have a strong understanding beautiful soul. god bless lily

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This poem brought sadness to my heart! Very heart felt! And I know God heard your prayers! Sorry for you lost!!

Posted 9 Years Ago


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This is such a sad and beautiful poem, and brought tears to my eyes. I absolutly love the words you used to captivate it, and the strong emotion. This is very beautiful and deep.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This poem Coyote bought back a memory that happened a long time ago! Alittle infant killed in a car accident with mom and dad! You brought out so many emotions in this sad, but well written poem!

Posted 9 Years Ago


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My Dear friend, how can I hope to do any justice to this heart wrenching write. the answers you seek are there, the reasons are there, my parents and both brothers are asleep in death now, soon they will awaken as promised to a new and better life, and I will be waiting there for them. God dosn't need angels, he has myriads already we were created to live on this planet, and thats where we shall be

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