Childhood NightsA Poem by Tate MorganHow sweet our former lives.Me on the left Tony in the middle and Kerny on the right
In dreams of my sweet former life with the wonders childhood poses I find those friends I left behind still so young and fresh like roses I wonder if to them I'm old when they think upon occasion Do they wonder as, I do of that inner child's persuasion To me they are the cherished ones memories of lost summer nights When we played hide and seek till dark enriched by all life's smells and sights echoes of games we use to play I start each night as they ended with the dreams from yesterday
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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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