Seconds in time

What would we say to the people who were kind and generous to you? To be able to say goodbye to loves one's who died when you were away.

                                










                                        












                                       Seconds in time


             I learn in a bloody crazy life.


             Seconds become so important.

             I went to war in 1991.
             I called my Gandfather Reyes from Kuwait.
             My sister answered the phone.
             Told me he was dead.
             He died and she didn't want me to be sad.
             Was waiting till I returned.
             I fell down and cried. Wishing to hear his voice.
             I remembered his words. "Stand strong and
              do the right things. A man's is responsible
              for his actions."
              I wished to see him one more time.
             To thank him for his care and love. 


             I held my poor sister at her daughter funeral.
             Her baby girl died for unknown reason in the night.
             I whispered I wished I spend more time with her.
             I was just too damn busy.
        

             She whispered I want my baby back.
             Her sad eyes filled with tears.
             Her broken heart was bringing her into 
             a permanent hell.

              
              She was wishing for one more second.
              To be with her baby girl.
              One more second to hold her baby.
               Be able to tell her Angel
               I love you with all my heart.


               I stood by my brother's casket.
               I cried I wish I was kinder and a friend.
               I wished I told him. " I loved you.
               I wished we celebrated being alive together."


               His twisted life left him alone and afraid.
               Like all fool's.
               I wished to take back the bad discussions.
               I wish I was wiser and kinder.


               My Father fought the Doctor and Nurses.
               I drove 1500 mile to Virginia to be with him.
               He begs me to take him home to die.
               He waited three days for me to arrive.
               He told me "I had to see you my son.
               Tell you.  I love you and I'm so proud of you. "

              He told me.
              Me and your brother's will be waiting for you at the
              big pow wow in Native America paradise.
               I held his hand till he went to the Native American
               hunting ground.
              
               Beautiful Grandma lay in her hospital bed.
               She told me "I love you my sweetie. You will always be
               my baby."
               I sat with her.
               Not wanting to let her go.
               I held on to her every word.
               

               She went to paradise in peace.
               I whispered Lord.
               "Take a new Angel home with open arms.
                She need to dance with Grandfather again." 


               I learn the hard way.
               Be kind in your words in a goodbye.
               Never leave with the last words.
               That were of anger and disappointment.
                 

               Tell them you love them and will miss them.
                Have fun and be safe.


                Today I miss the laughter and voices of
                so many people in my life.


                I wish for more time with them.
                A few more seconds to thank them for their love.
                Thank them for  their example and friendship.

                     Coyote
                        Nov. 2009

Author's Note

Seconds are important. Need to leave family and friends with kind words. Hug and sweet kisses are the memories we need to hold on to. Memorial day is coming. Think of the good people in a life. I will.

Reviews

[☯]

A very meaningful and sad but beautiful poem. I like how the theme reflected real memories and real moral and lessons you attained throughout time and sadness. I feel that seconds are also very important, and we should leave with kind words even if we start with hateful. I was deeply depressed when my grandfather passed away because I never got to speak with him in the last months. A strong and lovely poem.

[Becky C Strukamp]

WHAT A BEAUTIFUL AND INSPIRING POEM. I LOVED IT. GETS ONE TO THINK OF THE PEOPLE IN THEIR OWN LIFE THAT PERHAPS THEY MEAN TO SAY HELLO OR HOW ARE YOU DOING BUT PUT IT OFF...THANKS FOR WRITING THIS AND SHARING. THANKS FOR REMINDING US TO REACH OUT TO THE ONES WE LOVE LIKE THERE IS NO TOMORROW BECAUSE SOMETIMES THERE REALLY IS NO TOMORROW, EXCELLENT!!

[M.Babu]

Every word counts in a life...they all end up being memorable at some point. Coyote you put your life's lessons in such a brilliant way that your readers have no choice but to learn and gain from your words. There was such emotion in the smooth words that really got to me my friend...the mark of a well thought of and sentimental piece.

Nicely done.

~M.Babu~

[T.W. Early]

Amazing! speaks of truth. every second is important. it only takes one second for your whole world to change. tell your family you love them every day. you don't know when it will be someone's last. cherish those seconds you get.

[Jake Staffeld]

Very sad. It makes me wonder about how I've treated others in general, not just those I love. We should always try to be the kindest we can. Unfortunately, we normally fail.

[Searching 4 Serenity]

It is difficult when anyone loses someone the loved. Most of us have our fair share of that.

[joshua deathdealer]

Time is all we really have. How important it is for us not to waste it. Excellent write, it took me back to similar instances in my life. Kudos for such a beautiful and heartfelt poem.

[RSalassi]

The manliest of men cannot help but weep a little at this brilliant and beautiful verse. While the academic mind says clean up those very few technicals, the human heart is overwhelmed by the sensitive simplicity of this write. Excellent, excellent. I want and plan to read more of your work.

[Kaylor Mason]

This one was nice--and so true

[Matthew D. Ford]

Lovely. Words cannot describe your poem's beauty; if too many are said, it would be spoiled. Think of the people who matter and the Lord said not to let the sun go down on your wrath and He's right. Take any second you have to tell your loved ones that you love them. God bless.

[Lily Mae]

I've had those words happen in both ways..and like you I much prefer the last words being in the context of love...x