I used to be.A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe past is gone. What can we do to improve our life and show love and kindness to family and friends.I used to be A man is telling me of all his many deeds and accomplishments. I smile and listen. Pretend I care. I don't believe in talking about the past. Today I am who I am. What matters is what will I do today. I used to be a drinker. I used to be a Lover of women. I used to tell the world to f-off and travel my own direction. Now those days seem like Myths of someone elses life. I wonder who I am now? The drinker lost the desire to drink. The Lover found someone to hold on to. The man who ran down streets and beaches telling the world to f-off has faded away. Older, wiser and smarter? I know today a man needs to be kind. Needs to listen. Fix problems, not create them. Treat others with respect. I used to be wild and crazy. Now I know. We need someone to love and protect. Coyote 2008 © 2014 Coyote PoetryAuthor's Note
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Added on January 1, 2012Last Updated on August 9, 2014 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..Writing
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