Foundations

So each man will look back in time taking stock in the life he led To find if he is left wanting and for who and what he has bled

Heir to the dreams of this fathers heart,Tatertot.

Man can work sunrise to sunset

and thereby finding none of joy

Look far to the past for comfort

to the days when he was a boy

 

The pleasures come in kind smiles

confirming both field and station

Building along the path of life

friendships that speak to foundation

 

A native son of the Midwest

my life and soul are both free

What I wish to share with my child

is that sweet gift once given me

 

So each man will look back in time

taking stock of the life he led

To find if he is left wanting

and for who and what he has bled

 

Those times I see in my own child

of any things he missed there’s none

Creating dreams he’ll long cherish

watching him grow in Midwest sun

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Author's Note

I often wish if only all children could be so blessed. To be shined on by providence. Born a native son to the Midwest.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

we had it made didn't we Tate! our generation (i fear) was the last to find the innocence shared in our growing up ... when stealing apples from a neighbors tree was a worse of crimes ... sneaking a smoke behind the barn or a beer out in the thicket ... golden times when guys settled things after school with fists and that was that..when it ended (usually less than 5 min.) it was over and we all walked away friends ... how i also wish those kinds of memories for my grandchildren now ..thank the good Lord my children made it to adulthood and are contributing to life ... but they have their own memories i am not privy to ;) wonderful poem as always...full of wisdom, rhyme and rhythm!
E.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Gene. Yes how true every word every word. Life had both value and meaning. We are a product of where we came from. I wad proud to be American then not so much now

[Einstein Noodle]

sadly ...i know :( our days now are tumultuous to say the least ..but i think we will work it out ... its just difficult to accept the changing scenes ... and kind of scary too ... love ya bro! ;)

[Alicia™]

Such a lovely poem, and I liked the last stanza the most.

[George Love]

Writings from the heart about someone as close as a child are hard to review, however, you have this one spot on. Excellent work, a joy to read and great advice as well.

[Samuel Dickens]

My youngest son is not exactly from the midweast, but I feel the same about him, and there is nothing he goes without. All parents don't love their children and care for them as you and I do, unfortunately. May you and your little Tate always be happy and close.

[Dorothy Wells]

Well said!I can so relate to what you are saying, being the way I was raised. Whether or not we realize it, I think we do pass on a bit of that to our children.

[Bubo]

How important the foundations of childhood are.........I can honestly say there is nothing good I remember of my childhood, nothing.......and it creates a deep loneliness inside........you have blessed your son with memories that last a life time.

[Magdelena]

Oh yea!!! Not only did this touch me, it made me smile for the song made it so special. The pic and words and SONG all blended together that it flew on wings of its own making. Congrats my friend.

You are one of a kind..

Mags xx

[Crow]

Wonderfully written piece, filled with so much truth and love.

[Pink Persian]

a very good poem~
:)
it touches my heart...

[LadyNaida]

I feel the same way, I wish that all children in the world can be blessed. Especially those that do not have anything but the clothes on their back and have no clue where their next meal will come from or where they will sleep.