Thankful

Someday we learn life is more then us.

  

Thankful


I saw my face  in the mirror at Chucky's Cheese.
I was surprised to see a old man looking back.


I was fifty one years old.
Holding my Grandson.
His first birthday was today.
His big smile and laughter made me smile.
My old face didn't look so bad.


I stop and did a silence prayer to the Spirit of life and death.
I thank them for this day.
I pray my Grandchild and all children have a fair chance at life.


My eyes have eroded with time. Can't see nothing without my glasses.
My hard living made my mind weaker.
I need to write notes for reminders or I may forget.
I don't run no more.
I still can walk like a Soldiers.


My baby girl is thirteen now.
She is turning into a beauty like her mother.
She is texting 10 times per minute.
I caress  the back of her head.
Give her five dollars for the games.


She gives me the boredom look.
I smile and watch her wander off.


I do a silence prayer.
Being thankful for four healthy children.


I walk behind my two grandsons.
Their eyes wide open to the world around them.


I sit and watch them play in the small kids section.
I wonder how our leaders in the USA think?
Why the discussion of War is more important then education and hunger?


Their children will pay for our waste and sins too.
Our hate and fear will destroy their future for all the children
in this world.


I sit on the floor.
My two grandchildren are climbing on me.
They are having the time of their life.


I pray a silence prayer for the day.
When children can grow up in  a world that is safe and
all the children have a fair chance at a good life.


I'm thankful for this day.
     

                               Coyote
 

Author's Note

Life is to be lived. Can't live in past mistakes. We who have common sense need to gather. Stop the hate and violence in our world. Before we leave nothing for the future generation.
Coyote

Reviews

[Honeypot]

Great job on this! I think most of can relate to getting older and seeing our little ones grow and wonder why things look so bleak for their future. It makes you wonder why anyone can see those little faces and not realize that things can and should be better. Lovely job.

[Life is A"Musing"]

Expressing with mere words the pure love that a baby gives, as well as us teaching to re-evaluate life is a beautiful gift that you give through this remarkable write.
This is a moving inscription that speaks volumes. I have no doubt your "babe” will proud to read such loving words as grows older.
I am so thankful to be a part of my 3 children's lives, !two grandsons, and finally a granddaughter, and they are such a blessing! Life is good!
Thanks for sharing the love, as well as how much we have in life to be grateful for!
This is definitely a favorite! Well done ~ Judi
PS I love the picture J

[Brandee D. Hack]

This poem is so beautiful. There is so much emotion dripped from the depths of it. :) Just simply lovely.

[Poeticpiers]

To recognise that what we have is more important than striving for more than we need.Takes a lifetime to realise. No need to fear growing old and slowing down.It gives more time to be thankful.

[Liz Alexander]

This poem stirs the emotions around in circles

[Rose]

exquisite
Yours truly, Rose

[Jared]

THis was great! MAde me think!

[Not A Writer]

Good write. You got my attention throughout the whole write and you used great imagery and emotion behind it.

[Practically Enchanted]

Well written. Loved how you put this pieces together to make people think about things. I like your references to different ages, it brings home the message you are trying to portray.

[maddie marshall]

This is beautiful, and I would like to thank you for every thing you had to say about my poem.:)

[Anna Porter]

Found a few spelling errors, but that's only because I'm fourteen and constantly have my English teacher looking over my shoulder. However, it doesn't matter. This poem is so very insightful and true and amazing. I always admire those who can write a poem and tell a story. Many poems don't leave a mark, or make much sense in general. This poem is not one of them. Well done.