Foundations

Foundations

A Poem by Tate Morgan
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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

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Tate

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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© 2020 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

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

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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.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tate Morgan

6 Years Ago

Thank you Gene. Yes how true every word every word. Life had both value and meaning. We are a produc.. read more
Einstein Noodle

6 Years Ago

sadly ...i know :( our days now are tumultuous to say the least ..but i think we will work it out .... read more



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Beautiful.

Posted 10 Years Ago


As cliché as it may sound to some, children are important because "children are our future." Its important to all parents to keep them safe and show them a right way in life, not only to protect them growing up but to help them have some of the joy of being alive without the mistakes and trials we experienced.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Love the poem. I enjoy all of your works. I am replying here to your comment and message for a two fold reason; One, I cannot reply to your message to due to a problem with the library server and two, I cannot seem to find yor comment section to reply to it. I am doing well and I would asume from the joyful piece that I just read that you are doing well also?

Posted 11 Years Ago


Lovely. Another work of art.

Posted 11 Years Ago


So eloquently put.

Posted 11 Years Ago


We all need dreams to cherish when life is hard. Your son will grow finely in the Midwest sun...

Posted 11 Years Ago


I can see why you have the following you do.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Tate...my friend, you're a very nice person.

Posted 11 Years Ago


I may not always leave a comment... but I always read, and always like.....

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Tate Morgan
Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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