Days Gone By

Days Gone By

A Poem by Tate Morgan
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At the time I was most a man I wished I were still a boy

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Gentle the breeze that floats the air

across the years it moves my soul

Words so sweet, so gentle, and clear

melodies of love took their toll

 

A face from my past gazed at me

I had met these eyes once before

I recognized this sweet beauty

from far off to the distant door

 

Dropping by when I am weakest

lighting mysteries upon my breast

Playing melodies of love's heart

feeding the memories of my chest

 

I remember those laughing eyes

that had once stared back at me

No less the beauty decades since

in her face that child I could see

 

Aloof and careless with herself

walking high upon nature’s wine

She poured her beauty on my soul

no woman was ever so fine.

 

But oh the times of yesteryear

how they tasted divine like bliss

My mind a-wash in thoughts of her

longed for that first touch and kiss

 

Time seemed to have passed but moments

yet many years had seen much joy

At the time I felt most a man

I wished that I were still a boy




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Author's Note

Tate Morgan
Written to commemorate the day I ran into my childhood sweetheart at a party Some 15 years later than I had last seen her as a child.

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THANK YOU.

I wish to thank you, from the depths of feeling hammocked in reverie of sweetness.
This poem was first read silently without Etta James's At Last in the background-
The first time I read it, I felt the most peace I have felt in a long time- just for coming across a stranger's poem but feeling enraptured by some certain unknown uncertain nostalgia of what it's like to be a child and see the world through a child's eyes, precious, a little girl is always dreaming of holding in her tiny palm the hand of a special boy who at that first rose blushing, only thinks upon his face as hers, at last, somewhere hovering above in Heaven's distant, and now close- dream.
This poem is surreal.
These lines brought tears to my eyes:

No less the beauty decades since
In her face the child I could see

...and then of course, rereading it a second time with the first of melody-
brought life to me.

THANK YOU.

Posted 10 Years Ago


5 of 5 people found this review constructive.




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This girl must of left a mark on your life. Good write!

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Beautiful, yet again. Making me realise how sometime I wish for the simplicity of my youth again. Wonderfully penned and marvelously told. Thank you for posting it.

Posted 8 Years Ago


That was vivid, the words flowed themselves into a picture.

Posted 8 Years Ago


This weaves a fascinating spell. Your words develop a delicate memory that forever leaves my heart wandering into the past. Old sweethearts, the ones whom have blessed you with treasured memories, will always hold a special place in your heart.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Dropping by when I am weakest, walking high upon nature's wine....at the time I felt most a man........I recognized this sweet beauty.......yet in her face the child I could still see.........Time seemed to have passed but moments.......and I wish that once again I were a boy......beautifully penned Tate..

Posted 8 Years Ago


Childhood innocence, first love, you packaged it beautifuly in this poem! Someone previously stated they lived what was penned in this writing, rather than just reading it.........so did I, thank you!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Wow, I love the connection and the spark that you have with this girl. Its so fresh and unique. I thoroughly enjoyed it.

Posted 8 Years Ago


The blooms of childhood, so precious and never more beautiful. How wonderfully you paint such words. It never ceases to amaze me, the gorgeousness of such love. A masterful portait, so thoroughly portrayed!

Posted 8 Years Ago


awee its really cute and sweet, full of alot of emotions. i really enjoyed it! =)

Posted 8 Years Ago


Awe loved that. To reminisce about the childhood memories. Well done and adored the song. Apparently cupid had once hit your heart and it was a joy to know the effect from which this poem was born from.

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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