LifeA Poem by Tate MorganLife is not a race to be won. Tatertot I wonder where the songs come from watching children skip all 'round Playing like time had no meaning as snow fell upon the ground
Man's last words are never of work nor to rule the entire world They wish they'd spent time with others as enlightenment's unfurled
When you rush along through your day throwing out gifts un-opened The dreams your parents had for you the ones that go unspoken
Take time out of your stressful day and try not to dance so fast Life is not a race to be won sadly the music won't last Tate © 2020 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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