Tate Morgan : Writing

Jessica

Jessica

A Poem by Tate Morgan


A pixie of a girl for sure who weighs but a hundred true Yet has a heart larger than mine or any I ever knew
Measured,Weighed

Measured,Weighed

A Poem by Tate Morgan


If a man needs rewarded in the end for deeds he should do by conscience there is something wrong with him.
Bear

Bear

A Poem by Tate Morgan


He is privy to her secrets none of which he will ever share the lifelong friend, who in the end is her very own Teddy Bear
Yellow Springs

Yellow Springs

A Poem by Tate Morgan


You might just see children playing Hide and Seek throughout the street Where "all yee all yee in come free" sings of a melody so sweet
Time

Time

A Poem by Tate Morgan


We count most years of life well spent the few touched by sorrow well lost I know the best that came and went the others bought at twice the cos..
Aris

Aris

A Poem by Tate Morgan


Aris and Andrew it is with all the love in my heart I grant you both my blessing and that of my ancestors. May it prove to be enough."
Longing

Longing

A Poem by Tate Morgan


But what to me was east and west and lure of many lands could never replace the green grass with tepid heated sands
Papa Tate

Papa Tate

A Poem by Tate Morgan


We mixed colors from childhood with gentle tones that came with time gave birth to a generation that became the pride of our prime
Birth Rights

Birth Rights

A Poem by Tate Morgan


A look at our certain future!
The Midwest

The Midwest

A Poem by Tate Morgan


Life in the Midwest reminds me of Johnny Cash and "Sunday Morning Coming Down"