Tate Morgan : Writing

The Error of My Ways

The Error of My Ways

A Poem by Tate Morgan


I walked the earth so emboldened in my brazen younger days That I missed chances so golden for the poor error of my ways
Queen of the Night

Queen of the Night

A Poem by Tate Morgan


So like the ebb and flow of tide life's joys and sorrows surrender To the never ending song of love we both give as much as we render
For My Child

For My Child

A Poem by Tate Morgan


If insight be what you lack then son take it all from me I shall give it to you freely in hopes that you may see
Voyages

Voyages

A Poem by Tate Morgan


My life has been a voyage from start to finish.
Old Man

Old Man

A Poem by Tate Morgan


Where grass and bending flowers Grew once like the weeds The field empty and barren For lack of sowing seeds
Games Children Play

Games Children Play

A Poem by Tate Morgan


The happy chimes of the baseball field like notes from far flung rain Carry us back to our childhood reliving the laughter and the pain.
Fate

Fate

A Poem by Tate Morgan


For when could I say that i believed I was such a treasured soul
Days to Remember

Days to Remember

A Poem by Tate Morgan


Build your dreams with greatest care Don’t think on lives great sorrowed past Create a world so wondrous That through ice and fire it will la..
The Martyrs

The Martyrs

A Poem by Tate Morgan


Where does the love of God go,when the days turn minutes to hours?
Scream and Shout

Scream and Shout

A Poem by Tate Morgan


Sad to see the love of ones life walk down the Isle without you.


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