Did I do, all I could do, in the time I was given?

For Joey. A angel in heaven.

                          Did I do all, I could do, in the time I was given?

               (For the dear singer Joey, her memory still bring tears to my eyes)

Dear lord, I am getting so tire. Each day becoming  a struggle. I need to rest.

Yesterday man walks slower and he thinks more. He need little and each  day. He want less.

I pray daily to keep my mind strong and the body healthy. I have so much to do. Children and grandchildren need the old man around. Need someone to pick-up the children at 3 pm and a safe haven for them.

Old house is like me. Getting older and need some tender loving care. The walls of the house marked with children wear and abuse. Words written by three years hands on the walls. Now blessing for me to see.

The old front door, simple marks and dates of each child height. Kind memories for a man seeking peace. Dear Lord, Did I do all, I could do, in the time I was given?

My eyes had become weaker, old mind struggling to remember and I know. I can't quit yet. I know every new day is a blessing. Each days I can go to the bus-stop at 3 pm. Always a pleasure to see my three grandsons. Running, laughing and having fun. 

Lord of life and death. I know I did some and I need to do more. Thank you for the new day. I do appreciate.

                                 Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

For Joey and Rory. I pray for Rory daily.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is one of the most brilliant messages I've read around the holidays & also a favorite of yours to me. I love your title question, so well worded, it echoes in our minds. I love the way you mention so many precious details from everyday life that make a childhood home the intense memory that it is. I do not know this singer, but I'm reminded of your brothers . . . plus others similarly touched . . . and your title question still echoes in our minds. This is more depth & more honesty than I think I've ever seen from you! I love it! Merry Christmas! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Coyote Poetry]

Merry Christmas Margie. The singer Joey die of cancer two years ago.

[Chris Shaw]

I want to make sure I never have to ask myself that question, because it would be difficult to face up to the fact that I could have done more. Family and friends become more important as time passes us by. We have to live for the day and make each moment count. These words dear Coyote made me reflect and think of my own life.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Chris for reading and the comment. The good song make the pen come alive.

[Cherrie]

There will come a day in each life when we will ask, did I do enough?
It is a weighted question as is the answer. Be sure and only ask it on a good day.
This is beautiful and definitely weighted.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Cherrie. You are right my friend. All of us will weight our good and bad deeds one day.

[Iam-me]

Memories are our foundations, we cherish and hold close. They give us comfort, love and golden moments that live on. No matter what. Beautiful poem Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Dawn. I do appreciate your comment.

[Rye]

getting older stinks at times. The memories that linger are nice.

[Coyote Poetry]

I do agree. We can't stop time but we can keep smiling and go forward. Thank you Ryanna for reading and the comment.

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Dance Coyote dance- the wind knows your heart the eagles cry your name- say a prayer- don’t stop dancing- dance Coyote dance never stop believing 🌹

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Kelly. Dancing Coyote, always looking for a dance partner.