Worthy of My Friends

Through path and switch with company skipping along the winding road I pass food and accompany with he whom life seldom bestowed

Dave and Jason

To walk the roads of soul strewn streets

with all thoughts we know of living

Leaves us lonesome for others feats

finds sharing to come from giving

 

Through path with switch and company

skipping along the winding road

I pass food and accompany

with he whom life seldom bestowed

 

In those who share my few comforts

won't you join me in life's amends

For as long as I walk this earth

may I be worthy of my friends

Reviews

[Ana B.]

Life would be unbearable without our friends, whose souls, if we're truly lucky, mirror ours. I love the nostalgia and wisdom your poem evoked in me dear author. Lovely writing :)

[Tate Morgan]

Many thanks Ana I have missed you

[Ana B.]

Alway a pleasure Tate, stay blessed :)

[Cherrie Palmer]

Your ability to show and share your heartfelt experiences invites the read to see, feel and remember.

[Cherrie Palmer]

PS love the picture

[Tate Morgan]

Awe Cherrie you are too sweet thank you Amore

[Robert Haigh]

I agree with the sentiments of your poem. Your last two lines say it all really. I have never been greatly impressed by people of wealth or position - friendship should be earned. I'd rather be wealthy than poor, but I am neither (in the conventional sense), so that's OK. True friends are a treasure for life... and even beyond. I enjoyed the read!

[Tate Morgan]

Robert what I found over the years is that in childhood Friends we have a innocent. That we shared at the time as we grew. So within them are held all the hopes and dreams of our childhood when we had no responsibility and everything with an adventure

[Robert Haigh]

It is good when childhood friends remain friends forever. Most of my old schoolfriends have moved away, and we have lost touch, but a couple of them are still in contact and I still regard them as true friends.

[Red Brick Keshner]

Amen! I have not always been the best as a friend could be and find this poem to speak such pristine truth. Here's to your friends, and hoping they receive all the benefits herein contained in this moving tribute poem. Thanks for sharing. Frederick.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Frederick. The rule of thumb I have aspired to follow is simple enough. Take less than you give. Be remembered fondly.

[Red Brick Keshner]

Wow. That is worth true emulation and passing forward: "Take less than you give." Thanks, afresh.

[Tate Morgan]

You are welcome. A life that cost more than it produces is no way to immortality

[JE Falcon]

Truer words were never spoken, Mr. Morgan, Bravo.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you JE

[Lisasview]

Hi Tate,
First of all I love the photo..Is it of you and you friends? Yes of course I see that now as I reread your poem...
And, the photo went along so well with your wonderful poem.. The title is oh so perfect.
I remember quite well being young and waiting for the weekend to appear.. Seemed to take forever...I counted the minutes.. Now, and for at least the past 30 odd years my time seems to fly by.. Am I happier and doing what I want..so time just evaporates?? I think so...at least for me.
Having great friends adds to the quality of ones life..Loving and being loved is ever so important.
Lisa, back from 5 days in Madrid

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Lisa. Friends are everything. Probably why I frequent this place. As for the time slippage. My theory is that from 0 to 20 years everything seems to be a new experience enhance a memory for each and every new experience the older we get the fewer new experiences we have. Hence like a notch on a gun we simply mark it up as another version of the original and we don’t have a separate memory for it when looking back we find it it seems like time slipped by it took just as long We just don’t remember it as well because there aren’t as many memories as they were when we were young

[Lisasview]

I have reread your last message a few times, but to be quite honest I do not agree with that thought.. I have had so many new experiences since i was 20 and not duplicates... I have made my life an adventure with doing new things and things I wanted to do when I was young..For example...began playing piano for the first time when I was 50...still doing that...moving to another country 1 1/2 years ago... such a different experience...I am trying to look at my life the way you expressed life as "gun notches" you say as we get older the fewer experience we have...but again I continue to experience new things in my life and I am 74. I do think you lose your innocence and some get jaded along the way...
Did you read my poem Innocence?
Lisa, now in Spain..making new experience

[Tate Morgan]

I’ll do that. Hi to try to do new things wrote my first poem at 47 years old

[barleygirl]

You express your longings & reminisces with a ton of relatable details . . . like certain sounds, flavors, songs, pastimes . . . all the familiar ideas that conjure up a sweet melancholy concoction! You are blessed to be worthy of your friends (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Tate Morgan]

Ever notice how a single smell can bring back a memory long forgotten? Such as the truth. You don’t have a theory about why we think time runs faster as we get older. From 1 to 20 most of our experiences are new ones. So the mind makes room for them. After that quite a few of them are repeats of original experiences. The mind doesn’t do anything in that regard except notch the gun. So the fewer new experiences we have if you were memories we have. Looking back over 60 years it seems that the last 20 went by quickly. However they did not. They simply were a repeat of the first 20 in many regards. When we run out of new experiences and new memories it’s all over

[barleygirl]

I have not had the same experience as you describe, altho I agree it sounds reasonable & logical & probably applies to those who have a more linear experience perhaps . . . but many of us have warped minds which interpret time differently & creatively all the time. It can't be generalized. The last 10, for me, lasted about 30 years *smile*

[Tate Morgan]

Hahaha 😂 Well I must say the 12 years I spent writing my three books do you seem to have quite a few memories

[roarke]

I really enjoyed the meter of this piece Tate. And as for the message, I am in accord.

[Tate Morgan]

thanks roarke.we think alike

[Einstein Noodle]

pretty cool sentiments well said Tate...glad you are posting .. i have missed your presence here ... i have seen the pic of you three before but the poem is a little different isn't it? the humility in your closing lines is a beacon sir ... i think to be worthy of our friends is not typically our first thoughts ... at least in the beginnings of friendships ... your note is also very inspiring .. :)
E.

[Tate Morgan]

Hello Gene thank you I suppose I have seen enough of death these past few years. I presently have my brother in law trying to pass away in intensive care. The events of these last years have reaffirmed my feelings that love of others is the only thing that matters

[Einstein Noodle]

yes it is! :) i am sorry for the trials your brother-in-law is suffering .. and all his family and friends as well ... it is no easy thing for any i am sure ... my thoughts and prayers are with you all sir!
E.

[A Soap Mess Stories]

Our greatest accomplishment is that of who we loved and those who loved us. Awesome words!

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you I am glad you liked this I seem to create these when i Im half awake