Character

Character

A Poem by Tate Morgan
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Tommy Persinger a man of Character.

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tommy
Tommy Persinger

What makes of a man's character

are built of actions on life's field

Not from the size of his body

nor of the power that it may wield

 

Who can say they do not cherish

the idol of their childhood dream

Where they built for them an altar

from which their tiny heart then beamed

 

The traits that we adore in them

what we all wish that we could be

Sown from seeds of imperfection

and that handsome humility

 

Rising again time after time

drawing on the strength all but gone

But oh what lofty heights indeed

for us to place our laurels on

 



© 2019 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
My son Tate and Daughter Aris lost their grandfather Tommy yesterday. He was a mans man. My son would come home from helping his grandpa work blistered and exhausted. Look at me and say" It's embarrassing I am in my prime and my grandfather can out work me. What is that old man made of?" He will live on in our collective memories as a man of Character.

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So true... older people with character can do remarkable chores with balance and precision.
Grandparents teach by example. A life well spent in service... giving to others,
they receive a gift of knowing that good deeds trickle down like a Spring on a
mountain side. A lovely poetic gem. truly, Pat

Posted 3 Months Ago


Tate Morgan

3 Months Ago

Thank you pat
Patricia Wedel

3 Months Ago

dearest Tate... our most sincere condolences for your loss. Another Angel 😇 in the Choir. Amen .. read more
Tate Morgan

3 Months Ago

Thank you pat
This one touched a spot in my heart. I'm reminded of my own dad, a WWII veteran who fought in the Pacific Campaign and worked two jobs and went to college classes at the same time to feed his eight kids. I was the youngest. He was a mechanic, an engineer, an electronics whiz, a farmer and an avid reader of books. His was a life filled to the brim and running over. But he passed away at 59 (younger than I am today) of lung cancer. Such lives deserve more than words can bestow in terms of honor or even 21 gun salutes fired across a steel gray sky in the rain. I'm sorry for your loss because it is the loss of us all, every time we lose one of the greater generation; where hard work and honesty were the common man's nobility and integrity was just a way of life. Great write, Tate. I enjoyed every word.

Posted 3 Months Ago


Tate Morgan

3 Months Ago

Thank you Fabian honored to receive that review .
our own character builds ourselves of who we are, yesterdays define us. This is very well presented. I enjoy your words.

Posted 5 Months Ago


Tate Morgan

5 Months Ago

Thank you Kay-t I haven’t been around much started a new job the other day
Unspoken poet

5 Months Ago

well congrats, I just got back on here a couple days ago I've been busy myself
Tate Morgan

5 Months Ago

Maybe we will see a resurgence here
True words and deeply felt...

Posted 1 Year Ago


Tate Morgan

1 Year Ago

Hi Chris thank you for stopping by. And the kindness
Men like Tommy are rare and getting fewer by the day. Your poem is a lovely homage and testament to his admirable character.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Tate Morgan

1 Year Ago

Linda thank you. I agree they don’t make those men anymore
A fine tribute to your children's grandfather. You have penned a fine poem here Tate. Your final two lines tell me how highly thought of and the type of man he was. One to look up to.

Chris

Posted 1 Year Ago


Tate Morgan

1 Year Ago

Thank you. The accompanying Entourage to the funeral was over 3 miles long
So sorry for your lost Tate..the likeness is uncanny ..you look amazingly like him..he sounds like a man of strong character indeed..a fine tribute you have written here..

Posted 1 Year Ago


Tate Morgan

1 Year Ago

Thank you Fran he was a kind soul I tried to make his passing as comfortable as possible
  Fran Marie

1 Year Ago

So vey welcome dear friend;
great song to accompany this tribute to your dad....I lost mine recently, as well, and i looked up to him in so many ways...we were different, but parts of me emulated him...Saw his character just like you did with your dad.
wonderful poem, Tate,
j.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Tate Morgan

1 Year Ago

Jacob he was my father in law my sins grandfather on his mother’s side and my friend
jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

sorry....my mistake...still it was a beautiful tribute to him...and i feel for your loss...
Tate Morgan

1 Year Ago

Thank you no apology needed He was a great man
One summer I worked for a terrazzo &marble company I was young and thought I was strong especially when the company owner said all of the workers were over 70 and he wanted my help to give them a break! the level of tired and exhaustion I felt after working with these old men has never been replicated since!:) all Italian immigrants that came from marble cutting families and worked from the time they were children! I had new meaning to the word character after that summer sounds like he would of gotten along swimmingly with that crew!!!!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Tate Morgan

1 Year Ago

Thank you Robert. I haven’t been on the last couple days events of my life have taken precedence. .. read more
Lovely. My Grandpa Jack was such a man. He passed in 2008, but he still remains a driving influence on my life. He was a man of strength, compassion, and great kindness.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Tate Morgan

1 Year Ago

Would that all man could be known for those traits.
MomzillaNC

1 Year Ago

We can only hope to raise men of the future to aspire to such traits. That's been my goal in my son.
Tate Morgan

1 Year Ago

Mine as well

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