My Life

My very first poem Written at the age of 47

On mornings hence I'll forget

to forgive this callous blow

That left me broken on the field

where angels hearts don't go

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As to the scar left there upon

I'll hide it best I can

For fear they might see my pain

and think me not a man

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When in future I'll be asked

to say this was my fault

Why open this tender heart within

to the unending pain of assault

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As future bears witness of

my life and deeds inscribe

Descendants will think me as kind

for the life I try to describe

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In life I took much less than gave

I walked the good heart line

Carried the hopes of the small

held theirs as they held mine

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But to God, I say through it all

I was true to his design

Gave my heart in earnest love

for a life, sweet, gentle and divine

 

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Author's Note

What can be said of the broken heart that hasn't touched most? I was much too old to be having my first and only heart break. It struck me like a thunderclap . Knocked the wind from me and set me off my heels. I was a long time injured. And to a depth yet unknown to me. This is the first poem I ever wrote! Written at the age of 47, 2008. Luckily I went on survived to love and marry again!

Reviews

[Seashell]

Tate....so moving, so sweet to listen to the heart of a real man. Sorry about the broken heart, there is but nothing more painful. Even although we know they mend, it's the damage in between the healing process.
You tell us of your excruciating experience, a place where no man wants to ever visit with his heart, yet you are able to complete such a magnificent poem in doing so.
Thanks for share
Babs x

[Bud]

It is that the tender hearts are the ones to suffer injustice the most. It takes two to make or destroy the emotional heart. One being the violator, the other being the recipient of the assault. Taking an otherwise anger provoking experience, and turning it into a positive life shaping lesson for the ones that follow behind is a revelation of being a man. This is a Wonderful piece of work, Tate. Your son will surely look upon this and have a great sense of pride, and walk away with a valuable lesson. Keep up the Excellent and Outstanding works of art!

[James Paulin]

I Am A Man was one of the slogans of the civil rights movement. You have added detail to that definition with this fine poem. Thank you!

[Georgia Gypsy]

Well said, i sometimes wonder how you can make getting hurt by someone sound so eloquent, but you do...you have a wonderful gift! thanks for sharing!

[Martin See]

it's a wonderous poem written in the spirit of pacifism...how many of us want to 'get back' at others for the harm they had done...yet the narrator chose to forgive and let live...it's an inspiration to read about lettng things that trouble us or provoke us and 'let it go'....i enjoyed the stanzas that displayed the fulfilment one gains by forgiveness and acknowledment of a higher power...you've outdone yourself, a work of art tate...truly marvellous...

[Sean M. Addams]

i like this starts with lots of emotion but ends with belief and hope ... sometimes if we reach for the light the darkness will fade away.... nice job on this one...

[cest la vie]

What a wonderful triobute to yourself to rise above the pain. My heart was thinking "He's just a boy". Good job, Tate!!

[Lizanne]

A beautifully written and flowing poem. To have an injustice done to you and not lash back, with every act and deed you leave an impression as to the life you lived To give back more to the world than you take.
"Carried the hopes of the small...Held theirs as they held mine." You lived as God planned and instructed, reaping the rewarding afterglow for doing so. Really enjoyed this work.

[deeps]

This is so emotional and hurt my heart to read.
Well written and expressed emotions in this.
Very well expressed