For Grandpa

For Grandpa

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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Happy father day

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                        For Grandpa

(Written for my Grandfather in June of 1980. Was posted in his kitchen till his death.)

Time had surpass.

I have growth from a small lad.

I was always dragging my small feet behind you.

Now I'm a man and your love and feeling of safeness is still with me.

I will remember your lectures and sitting close to you listening to the stories of the good days and family.
 
I miss the days of sitting in the warmth of your home and hearing your laughter.

The memories of the New Years eyes where you celebrated with your friends and laughter still give me strength to struggle on.

Whatever I do or accomplish in my life will be filled with the memory of your love and concern if I graduated or received a award.

I hope to have many more days to share with you. To sit and be quiet and listen to your voice.

Life will move on and the love you taught me for family will never be forgotten.

It there was a way for me to thank you with gold. I would buy it.

I know in your mind. I honored you by returning the love and standing on my two feet and accomplishing something worthwhile.

Thank you Grandpa. I will try to be like you. A calm voice in the world of chaos.

(Dear Grandfather died in 1998)

                          Coyote/John Castellenas



© 2014 Coyote Poetry


Author's Note

Coyote Poetry
Happy father days to the good fathers and grandfathers.

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What a Wonderful ,Heartfelt tribute.
You kept your word John. You have become that clam voice that shadows and stills the Chaos.
You are that Friend that is calm and still that one can come to out of the chaos for good advice.
I am understanding even more now.
You have taken Grandpas role and become that and share that with the world thru your Friendship and Poetry.
Wow.. I see your life experiences shared thru Grandpas voice and calmness.
Happy Fathers Day and Happy Fathers Day to you too Grandpa.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

11 Years Ago

Thank you. My dear Grandpa never got mad or yelled. I'm doing my best to be like him.



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This is so beautifully expressed and finely written. I love it's depth and wonderful flow as well.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

11 Years Ago

Thank you John. I was lucky. I was raised by strong and kind grandparent.
This is a beautiful tribute to your Grandpa. The love you shared with him still goes on even after he has gone to a peaceful place to dwell. I think he would be very proud of the writer you have become. Part of the person you have become is from Grandpa's advice & teaching. The rest was up to you.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

11 Years Ago

I hear my Grandfather voice when I speak. We become parts of our elders. Thank you Susie for reading.. read more
Susie Q

11 Years Ago

You are welcome, my friend.
What a Wonderful ,Heartfelt tribute.
You kept your word John. You have become that clam voice that shadows and stills the Chaos.
You are that Friend that is calm and still that one can come to out of the chaos for good advice.
I am understanding even more now.
You have taken Grandpas role and become that and share that with the world thru your Friendship and Poetry.
Wow.. I see your life experiences shared thru Grandpas voice and calmness.
Happy Fathers Day and Happy Fathers Day to you too Grandpa.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

11 Years Ago

Thank you. My dear Grandpa never got mad or yelled. I'm doing my best to be like him.

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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. Remember .. more..