Do You Remember?

Do You Remember?

A Poem by Tate Morgan

Daughter Aris and I

When you tuck your children in at night.

 Remember they are wealth beyond measure.


    No man on his dying bed ever said. "I wish I had

 worked more. Spent more time at the office. 

Made more money. Or stole from my friends."


    What they say is "I am sorry. Sorry for the

 weakness that drove my selfish life." Is their

 anything they wouldn't give for another day

, another minute, with those they have neglected?



So take the gifts that you have earned

then turn out surcease from despair

To reap the pearls others have learned

echoing childhood calls "be fair"



With pride deposed and passions slain

we hope, aspire and then on trust

Beneath vaulted skies we attain

to master life before we're dust

 

© 2024 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
As a man I can say from a lifetime of experience. Nothing humbles you like a child. Consider the lives around you first. Always think of your own comforts last. This is the wisdom of the ages. The key to happiness and being remembered fondly by all.

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mou
I wonder how much weight is felt on a deathbed when the realization hit hard.
Especially this line has spoken to me for a long even after the read---

'...To reap the pearls others have learned
echoing childhood calls "be fair"...'

The poem is beautiful! I'm reading your words after a long, TM as I took a break from wc. That old magic is felt once again. Thank you
-mou

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tate Morgan

2 Months Ago

Thank you I think about this more often now that I have a few more days ahead than I did behind



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Beautiful draft to learn and grow. A life lesson for all.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Tate Morgan

1 Month Ago

Thanks Msharma i appreciate you stopping by. The old cafe is still around here and there
Hello Tate,
It has been a very long time. I hope you and your family are well.
This a beautiful poem with a beautiful reminder of how precious our time is with our children because they grow up so quickly and then they leave.


Posted 1 Month Ago


Tate Morgan

1 Month Ago

Thank you Naida Poor is the man who doesn’t remember his childhood.
And then we move on to grandchildren who keep us young an on our toes ... a lovely place to be.

A good thought Tate

Posted 2 Months Ago


Tate Morgan

2 Months Ago

I can live with that. Children are a lot of fun
Is life's despair ever at a coda, other than death? All rivers run to the sea. Troubles widen like rivers born of tiny streams. But the innocence of youth does not contemplate mortality or morality. All is pure and immortal in the eyes of children and such are the moments and memories made in love. I enjoyed the read, my friend. Bless, F.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Tate Morgan

2 Months Ago

Thank Fabian children give us almost all of the joys. We truly feel in life.
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mou
I wonder how much weight is felt on a deathbed when the realization hit hard.
Especially this line has spoken to me for a long even after the read---

'...To reap the pearls others have learned
echoing childhood calls "be fair"...'

The poem is beautiful! I'm reading your words after a long, TM as I took a break from wc. That old magic is felt once again. Thank you
-mou

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tate Morgan

2 Months Ago

Thank you I think about this more often now that I have a few more days ahead than I did behind
Lovely poem Ted. Reminder to us all, that from regret wisdom emerges, if we are open to admitting our failings.

ken

Posted 2 Months Ago


Tate Morgan

2 Months Ago

We certainly all have them. They are the very thing that leads to wisdom. I thank you for that comme.. read more
Sadly wisdom comes with age. You are right, on our death beds it will be the relationships we have had with our loved ones which will count. Nothing else is of significance. We can’t take our money with us. Children are the future. They certainly are our everything. Nothing better than investing time with them. Had a holiday recently with two of my grandchildren and a great grandchild. Now that was precious, the time spent with them making memories. A delight to read you again Tate. All good wishes.

Chris

Posted 2 Months Ago


Tate Morgan

2 Months Ago

I was drugged into adulthood, kicking, and screaming. I’ll be drug into the grave the same way. Yo.. read more
Chris Shaw

2 Months Ago

Let that inner child out:)
Tate Morgan

2 Months Ago

Yeah I will

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