She was a diamondA Poem by Coyote Poetry![]() We need to be thankful when we hold something precious in our hands.![]()
She
was a
Diamond
20 Nov. 1994 The drunk man toasts to better days. We touched shot glasses. I asked him. Did he ever see a woman who shone like a diamond? So bright with hope and love. She can bring you out of this hell? My drunk friend just turns away. I wander to a safe and quiet corner. I remember her blue eyes. Clear as a mountain stream. Her flowing auburn hair. Her beautiful smile that still can bring a smile back to me. She was a baby in living. I was soil with hate and disappointment. Today I wonder why she came to me? In a dark corner of a dancing Bar in Austin, Texas. She came to me with a sweet smile. She asks me. Could I two-step a-bit?. I told her I do my best. She talks my ears off. I listen to her beautiful voice. She was full of dreams and hope. We became friends. She taught me laughter. Taught me to hope and dreams again. She was a diamond in a life. Brought me out of my self made hell. I may of taught her to view the world with different eyes. She stood her ground. Held on to her dreams. She is something today. Educated and helping people. I wish to stand at a distance. Her life loaded with real problems now. I have hope. A few dreams. Maybe one day I will look into those blue eyes. Thank her for her kindness and love. Women are the reasons for good men to hold on to dreams. I'm thankful. I held a diamond in my hand. Her hope and love overtook my heart. Coyote © 2013 Coyote PoetryAuthor's Note
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Added on May 7, 2010Last Updated on January 4, 2013 Author![]() Coyote 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..Writing
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