Childhood Nights

Childhood Nights

A Poem by Tate Morgan
"

How sweet our former lives.

"

me Tony Kernie

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


In dreams they live on as before

echoes of games we use to play

I start each night as they ended

with the dreams from yesterday


 



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Author's Note

Tate Morgan
The days of childhood haunt us .Yet they fill our dreams and buoy of thoughts hopes and dreams with the possibilities of life .

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Lovely! All those little moments captured forever like a photograph, and the names we never forget and wonder about. Loved this thanks Tate.

p.s. loved your tribute to David Lewis Paget, and totally agree.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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awesome piece of writing

Posted 12 Years Ago


this makes me cry :'
That third stanza...

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is so true. I have fond memories of when I was a kid. Some are not so good memories, but others are.

Posted 13 Years Ago


So true your words bring to my mind my own experiences and the photo makes me smile with the playful memories of the simple days when running through the sprinkler and trying to catch poly wogs were the most important thing ever lol.. xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


they most definitely haunt us............what a wonderful piece!

Posted 13 Years Ago


I like that " We start nights as we ended with the dreams from yesterday." It really remines you of the days of our childhood that must try to hold on to as slip into life. So in my own words i must say Bravo! to your work of a childhood.(Nights)

Posted 13 Years Ago


Great Thoughts enough to kick one back to those lovely days..!!



Posted 13 Years Ago


Nostalgic, and very clear. Well penned once again!

Posted 13 Years Ago


awww tate I love this... Perfetly done! Love this song too! sniff tear :")

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Tate Morgan
Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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