Lest we forgotA Poem by Coyote PoetryGood song and some words.Lest we forgot My old bones are sore, my eyes are weaker and the whiskey taste harder tonight. I ain't searching for Jesus, I ain't searching for the Devil. I have found both and I learn. I am standing alone and every decision I made, every deed I did. I did, because I wanted to. Today last year man sit alone. Looking at Lake St. Clair and he told the lake. Thank you for leading me home. I am 10 miles from my grandmother old house and I did okay. I have four strong children, five grandchildren and I pray one day. I can be with my dear grandmother and she will tell me. Baby, Johnnie. You did okay. I have forgotten more than I can remember. I look at old photos and I know, I was blessed with the hell-bound road leading me to a peaceful place. War taught me. Men are the same. Just fighting for old men who don't give a dime about us. Children are our wealth. Real wealth is love near, the laughter of children and long vacations. I ain't searching for forgiveness. I made my bed and I will live in the bed I made for me. Today I obey my grandfather wisdom. He told me often. Speak less, listen more. Never leave with negative words or anger. All of us need a kind voice and place to feel safe. Don't be the teacher, be the friend. I ain't looking for Jesus, I ain't looking for the Devil. I am just doing my best to be kinder, be easy on the people who need a kind word. Love, my friend. Easy to give and we can save another. Thank you for reading my friends. Coyote © 2021 Coyote PoetryAuthor's Note
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14 Reviews Added on July 15, 2021 Last Updated on July 15, 2021 AuthorCoyote PoetryMIAboutA 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.. |

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