Tate Morgan
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Hills of HomeA Poem by Tate MorganBells of the town clock tower took too much from you and me Yet off to the rock and river they give of life for eternity |
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Brotherly LoveA Poem by Tate MorganThose who live forever bonded round a fire and hearth, spin their tales Are stories truly worth the cost of a poor mother's cries and wails |
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My TruthA Poem by Tate MorganIf only I could travel back to correct the sins of my youth I could tell him to be like me knowing I was telling the truth |
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EnvyA Poem by Tate MorganWhen once we walked among the trees equals in every measure Both felt the blowing of the breeze that bespoke of life’s true treasure |
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RebeccaA Poem by Tate MorganShe is this new babe crying little flower abloom on the hill Oh be for we both worth trying oh be for my life this thrill |
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My SunshineA Poem by Tate MorganI awoke de-ar, one night from dream-ing found twenty ye-ars, had slipped me b-y All that ti-me, I'd been for-saken with each gray ha-ir, there came.. |
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Sands of TimeA Poem by Tate MorganWinner of the Bronze medal in the NY Literary magazine https://nyliterarymagazine.com/contests-for-poets-and-writers/winners-of-the-ny-literary-maga.. |
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What is TruthA Poem by Tate MorganTrue love seeks not itself to please for it fears no loss of station Creating ease, with every breeze Heaven grows to Hell's frustration |
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It's Far Away I Am TodayA Poem by Tate Morgan'Cross waves of wheat, her face I'd greet that white skin of milk and dew A voice so sweet, echo's the street green eyes cased in honey hue |
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The Sky is FallingA Poem by Tate MorganThey don't know anymore than you how to ease your life's pain Nor do they know why the winds blow or how to make the skies rain |
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