ThoughtsA Poem by Tate MorganWe look back to our childhood years the comfort of old friends For all must see, forever we fear how this life must end
From time to time I wonder thoughts that dream of what might be I wander glade, stroll promenade make sense of all I see ____________________________
Valleys, rivers, majestic woods of these, playgrounds are made Where my clan, played kick the can and man was measured, weighed ____________________________ We look back to
our childhood years the comfort of old friends For most must see, forever we fear how this life must end __________________________ That promise of a wondrous place where we forever play Bestows the thought, it may be bought through faith if we don't stray ______________________________ What awaits us there, up above that we do not have here Life's greatest strength, comes not from length but springs of love not fear © 2022 Tate MorganAuthor's Note
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Added on June 24, 2012Last Updated on May 17, 2022 AuthorTate MorganMarion , OHAboutAvailable from Amazon XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX I am a product of the Midwest. Raised on the plain states of North America. I was nurtured on a .. more.. |


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