My Beloved WifeA Poem by Tate MorganSo like am I a grain of sand I compare my lifes own worth To all who were my ancestors sharing roots of each others birthRebecca and I I am the little leaf falling feeling but half my worth No more to wave in the breeze to heaven from this earth
I alone do think I dream of the love I wish to live I myself do think I want much more than I can give
She sees in me what I cannot making fast my hope and stare She holds this heart with tendernessher love lay everywhere
So like am I a grain of sand I compare my lifes own worth To all who were my ancestors sharing the roots of each ones birth
As autumn falls upon my world should the birds no longer sing Will there be nothing left to give but a prayer upon a wing "Love you Mamma and Papa" © 2018 Tate MorganAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorTate MorganMarion , OHAboutAvailable from Amazon XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX I am a product of the Midwest. Raised on the plain states of North America. I was nurtured on a .. more..Writing
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