Love Child

Love Child

A Poem by Tate Morgan
"

In her I saw myself one day a cold spirit needing tending And in her face I saw the way to happiness she was rending

"

 

I crossed over a young girl's path

who had stooped and bent for hours

There she escaped to love from wrath

while she tended to her flowers

 

In her I saw myself one day

a cold spirit needing tending

While in her face I saw the way

to happiness she was rending

 

Simple things of a little girl

who swayed in the breeze that came through

Tousled curls all wrapped in a swirl

crowned top a smile that the wind blew


 

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


 





© 2021 Tate Morgan


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Author's Note

Tate Morgan
Simple pleasures are their own reward. People we don't need 15 pairs of acid or stone washed jeans. That come in 28 different sizes and cuts. Happiness comes from needing little and giving much. If you learn to be content everything else is an unexpected joy.

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i am speachless yet it makes me sad with the children of today i reach out in prayer if i can't go that far to little spirits like that this was just so lovely it touched and Broke my heart so beautiful Life is too short to wast i will agree on that looking with a pure child like heart also helps us see the things we are blind to thats how i see life even though some of the world is currupt we can't allow the curruptness to stop us from enjoying the small littel beautiful things of life like our life early morning sun sets Beuatiful funny shapes in the clouds god gives us so amazing make our hearts smile and that little happiness and laughter is good for us make the day well worth living every day. Thank you for sharing my friend you always have such beautiful and wise words May God bless you and your family always i hope you're well and your family as well take care lily :)


By the way this is going into my favorites



Posted 13 Years Ago


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I crossed over a young boys path
who had stooped and bent for hours
There he escaped to love from wrath
while he tended to his flowers

Great Morgan. The tender hearts are children. They are equal to God. You have well written the poem with good words. I like it much. With regards.

Posted 11 Years Ago


A lovely observance of how children have so much to teach us! Wonderfully phrased and deeply touching.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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indeed..we are dependant on 'things' to make us happy, when happiness is not found in anything but ourselves..

Posted 12 Years Ago


Enjoy the little things in life, so true! Touching, poignant in that moment we sometimes have... noticing patches where childhood has worn off and the adult we will be someday soon peeks through. excellent work!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow, sad yet somewhat hopeful. Good work!

Posted 13 Years Ago


"Simple things from a little boy
do the same for old and new
Bringing to all wonders and joy
a smile he shared with me and you"

We are rich indeed compared to how some live, even disgruntled at times. But are we any happier than that little boy? I think not. Stirring poem Tate.



Posted 13 Years Ago


some of life's greatest treasures come from the most simple of places...the smile on a childs face...
Well Done in this work my friend,Well Done...LonelySoul

Posted 13 Years Ago


Simple pleasures for simple minds. I still get happy shouting through the round toilet roll cardboard.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is lovely Tate.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Tate Morgan
Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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