Tate Morgan
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The ReaperA Poem by Tate MorganI stopped to see my father today. |
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The Garden Of TearsA Poem by Tate MorganHe practiced disdain for mankind. Never giving himself to another. Closed away his heart and mind. |
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Spring LoveA Poem by Tate MorganThe desperate cries of anguish From a heart that knows no joy Feeds long upon its own regret Tossing the soul as if a toy |
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Poetic LifeA Poem by Tate MorganIt isn't how fast you can run. |
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My LifeA Poem by Tate MorganMy very first poem Written at the age of 47 |
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Quiet Gardens KeepA Poem by Tate MorganHer face is like the rising sun. |
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Inherit The WindA Poem by Tate MorganProverbs 11:29 , "He that troubleth his own house shall inherit the wind". |
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Love's RefrainA Poem by Tate MorganThe wind plays loves refrain. |
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MemoryA Poem by Tate MorganWhat need have I for coins of Gold |
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Our HumanityA Poem by Tate MorganOnly when we hope in love defined. Do we bother search for our humanity. |
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