The Coyote Man

Coyotes are not seen often By humans For they sense us and skedaddle But after our mother passed I saw a coyote in my yard Bigger than I had ever imagined one She had wandered almost up to my house Which was unusual but spiritually telling For my father had been known as the coyote man I took this as a sign that Mom had arrived in heaven okay A reassurance, which oddly comforted me in some way. I called my sister Have you ever seen a coyote? I asked She said that she had only seen one in her life, the day before. It ran out in front of her as she was driving to our parents home town. Enough said