The MidwestA Poem by Tate MorganLife in the Midwest reminds me of Johnny Cash and "Sunday Morning Coming Down"I was born of the ceaseless plains with the endless sky above It was there I learned to wander it was there I learned to love
Despite where life had taken me from green grass to black sea foam I’d cried to each wind filled valley "will I ever find a home"
Days of life would pass on to years distant plains rang out a plea Over the rivers and valleys where my home had drank of me
The Midwest had been calling me as it echoed out in song "I am the land of your fathers and here is where you belong"
© 2021 Tate MorganAuthor's Note
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Added on July 13, 2014Last Updated on May 13, 2021 AuthorTate 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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