Bubbles and dreams in the wind

Just words.

                                  Bubbles and dreams in the wind

I work like a dog. My body is sore and I can barely walk and I go home so tire. At the 9 am hour I return home. Grandchildren are waiting for their Grandpa. He promised them bubbles and the lake.

Grandson of two years old ran to me and yelling. I love you Grandpa and he released me went running for his shoes. He come back to me and opened the  bag with the  bubbles inside and asked to go to the park. Tired feet followed the boy to the car. I  loaded the child into the car seat. Little Jaden is singing and ready for the lake and to chase the bubbles.

His brother and him are laughing and talking as I drive to the nearby lake. I listen with a appreciated heart. Song and voices of our children. Sweet words needed to keep the heart alive and strong.

I believe I became a better Grandfather than father. I learn by trial and error. Anger and fighting, does not help. We must listen and pay attention to our kids. I follow my Grandfather rules now. "Keep you anger and argument outside. This is a house to feel safe and sound. A home without the feel of love. Is a prison."

I released the bubbles from the bubble gun. Large bubbles flowed and the grandchildren chased them. I watched them run and laugh. Little Jaden come to me and he hugged me. He told me. Thank you Grandpa and I love you.

Bubbles and dreams flow in my thoughts as the two boys chase bubbles in the wind. I looked to the sky and I thank the spirit of life and death. Thank you for the good day, laughing children and nature near. I appreciate the kind gifts.

Old men dreams can fade and they become the elders. The teachers of the children. A task to take seriously.  We must teach the children to be kind, have concern and life is fair.

Today new dreams are being born for my grandchildren and the old man. He is watching running children and the bubbles flowing in the gentle wind. True paradise for the wise man.

                               John Castellenas/Coyote

Author's Note

New words. I hope you like.

Reviews

[jeannemarie coulter]

I believe I became a better Grandfather than father. I learn by trial and error. Anger and fighting, does not help. We must listen and pay attention to our kids. I follow my Grandfather rules now. "Keep you anger and argument outside. This is a house to feel safe and sound. A home without the feel of love. Is a prison."

wonderful wisdom abounds in this whole piece...very strong in the quoted lines...well penned coyote

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear friend. I appreciate the comment.

[Renée]

What a perfect pick I found on this day of celebrating Grandparents.. So sweet Coyote, but more so because of lessons learned to pass down.. Very Sweet and Happy Grandparents Day !!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Renee. I appreciate the comment.

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you for letting us into your beautiful life:)

[Coyote Poetry]

It is a good life. Grandchildren make life worthwhile and thank you for reading and the comment dear friend.

[Cherry Pepperweb]

This is certainly an enchanting scene. Children are magic.
It's good to remember what's truly important in life. Making time for those we love.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree. Old wisdom. Find time for the things you enjoy. Don't allow life to be work and struggle.

[Valentine]

Yes, a home without the feel of love is a prison. Life without love is nothing. Nice write John. Valentine

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear friend. When I get tire. Kids give me reasons to go forward.

[LapseOfMind]

I really enjoyed this piece. A lot of wisdom in this, words that may help me to be a better father. Thank you for writing this.

[Coyote Poetry]

Being a father is very important. Children need their father's attention and we need to be part of our children life. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Willard Wells]

Very lovely view of family as it should be. I see you having great joy and happiness with the grand children. And often we have learned by now of our mistakes and hopefully we have time like you have to be a new guide for those close to us. Well penned my friend.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Willard. I hope I have a lot of time. Each new day is a gift.

[Willard Wells]

I agree you have to give thanks each day for the day you get to enjoy.

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John, I love the life lessons in your work...this is such a beautiful story...Keep you anger and argument outside. This is a house to feel safe and sound. A home without the feel of love. Is a prison." - how so very true, this is... I wish more families would learn to do this...really enjoyed this, my friend

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you. I was raised-up by a wise grandfather. I hope to be like him.

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you are welcome....something tells me you are not unlike your grandfather...

[A. H. Pinley]

Grandson of two years old ran to me and yelled. I love you Grandpa and released me and ran for his shoes. (Grandson of two years ran to me yelling, "I love you Grandpa," releasing me and running for his shoes.)
Bubbles and dreams are flowing in my thoughts as the two boys are chasing the bubbles in the wind. (Bubbles and dreams flow in my thoughts as the two boys chase bubbles in the wind.)
Another fine piece on with age wisdom!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for the help and reading. I do appreciate.