Poetic LifeA Poem by Tate MorganIt isn't how fast you can run.
As a child must learn to walk before he attempts to run So a poet owns the dark long before he knows the sun
There's a shared fact to our lives we poets all come to know The quiet still of the cool night that gives strength to mornings glow
It is just the way of things that make us seem so far apart To miss the heat or the cold but touch workings of the heart
For whatever the reason we are here to make a choice You see a child crying out then have to give him a voice
Perhaps it's our fated lives to give song to the cold din But life’s a race we all share and who cares if we don't win
It isn't how fast you run nor how elegant you look Think of those who took the time to leave a mark in life’s book
Tate © 2013 Tate MorganReviews
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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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