My Truth

Tate and I

This the question of existence

to be a good soul all my days

I find the problem in my years

setting example by my ways

------------------------------------------------------------------------

As I have tried to reconcile

with the conscience that rules my soul

I always find I come up short

never quite reaching that fine goal

--------------------------------------------------------------------------

When I was young I ruled the waves

holding sway in every court

I did as my heart commanded

as if life were a game of sport

------------------------------------------------------------------------

But now that I am not alone

I find myself caring much more

How my character is perceived

and what I hide behind each door

------------------------------------------------------------------------

So now I have committed to

repairing the mistakes and flaws

Fixing all the things that went wrong

when I did not follow the laws

------------------------------------------------------------------------

I pray that I be successful

in changing my bad ways to good

To give my child a fighting chance

just as every father should

--------------------------------------------------------------------------

If only I could travel back

to correct the sins of my youth

I could tell him to be like me

knowing I was telling the truth

------------------------------------------------------------------------

$12.50

To see my books click on the pictures to take you to them

$12.50

$12.50

Author's Note

It hurts my soul to even think of some of the foolish misguided passions and mistakes my life once fed. Don't we all wonder what if? I suppose we all would like to be forgiven for the transgressions of our youth. If we could who among us would not go back and repair the damage we have wreaked? Every time I have been upset with my son. I think back to the wasteland that my youth devastated. I find it easy to forgive his little transgressions.
I'm proud to say my son is a better man than me. And my wife a better woman than I deserve. But I shall stay with her so long as she will have me and count my never ending blessings.

Reviews

[Christina May Shanaberg]

Your writing, lately, says that you are becoming a better man than you believed that you could be. You have opened the shades, taken the shades from your eyes; you are seeing life living, maybe, for the very first time. Your observations are filled with beauty. You have come full circle. You are blessed and are, finally, humble enough to recieve the blessing. I love your recent writes, because you are so alive, finally. No more searching, but knowing. You are a very talented man and, now, you know just how gifted you are to be able to express your feelings to the world. Your son is lucky to have you, as you are now; yesterday is dead and gone. Tomorrow lives on. I loved this! Perfect!!

[KAREN]

Beautiful and heartfelt. We all make mistakes, but we can also learn from them, and my friends it sounds to me like you have and will become that man yant to be.

[light and ashes]

A wonderful and honest write. We all make mistakes. I really felt this.

[Audrey Howitt]

Tate, you have a generous and loving soul. Every time I read your writing, I am struck by that. The paths to an open heart can be varied and unstintingly amazing. I think you have found your path, followed it, and opened your heart.

[Plagued Monumentally]

We often do things in the past that reflect who we are now. Whether its the criminal offenses, heart breaks, intelligence, friendships, education, etc, it makes us who we are. The things we do and the things people hear about us are the way other people will judge you, also. Sure, everybody makes mistakes, but it doesn't mean that people are going to let go of it. Refreshing your opinion on someone and starting over is utterly impossible when you've seen them at their lowest and weakest.

Reading this poem made me think about some of the stuff I did in the past that shapes my judgment now. How people trust my judgment. I also feel that you can't fully change without going back through your past and correcting the mistakes. Even if there are millions, you can't be a new person without confronting them.

I'm not a mother, nor do I intend to be, but I also know that children look up to their parents when they are young. As the years evolve, and so does the personalities, they either still do or don't. But I thought it was incredibly wise of you to gather up your pride and change. Its very interesting to see you get your inspiration from your kids. I may not be very fond of you from the things I hear around this site, but this poem changed my whole outlook on you. Brilliant piece, especially the last stanza.

100/100
~ Your grades will only go down if you let them go down ~

[PadfootBlack]

This is beautiful. A wonderful insight as to the thoughts of a father looking back at his life and at his child. But is it not each mistake and sin that we commit that shapes who we are? You are wise because you once were foolish. This is a touching write.

[Dreamer]

Yes, sometimes we dont quite consider things when we are young. Our main concern seems to revolve around having fun. Dont we all wish we could go back in time and change things, longing to have a different past from which we can refer to. However, the past is the past. And God tells us tht the past is washed away. I think it helps shape us as well. Think of it this way, because u have experieced these things- u can warn ur son abt the consequences- the regret. U have ur passed experieces to draw from, u'll know wht ur tlking abt. If he ever says u dont understand, u can correct him- u do. Great piece tht makes ur reader think abt their own lives

[LadyNaida]

We all make mistakes Tate, the beauty of it is that we learn from them and its makes us a better person. We just have to get up, dust ourselves up and continue to walk the road before us. God is merciful!

[Jane Doe]

Awww it's beautiful and as for the authors note it's funny:)
I adored it!:) great work


Xoxoxo
~abbie
100/100

[Muse]

Truth is I'm fond a fan of your work, but you review me rarely.....hint, hint.
Sins of our youth. It's amazing how it all comes back to haunt you. But if we were perfect, what would be the fun in discovering our humanity? Beautifully penned like always my friend.

[abhas]

well... i let go of wondering what if ... when i started going with the flow and enjoying life and everyday in its true sense... it feels an amazing thing to reach closer to the point when someone asks " would be die happy if you were to die today?" and you can answer "yes" ...
but your finesse and passion combined to create a great work... it expresses so neatly... all the more closer to perfection...