RegretsA Poem by Tate MorganIn the later years on looking back On the winding road that I tread It disturbs this mans waking mind To think of follies I then fedGrandpa Ed and My father Eddie Morgan Jr Though time eases my thoughts passing and dulls the raking pain of years It never really cleans the slate nor wipes away the stain of tears
I look back upon my lost days there find mans never ending plea To right the wrongs of my past that weigh so heavily on me
In the later years on looking back from the winding road that I tread It disturbs this mans waking mind to think of follies I once fed
Don't weigh on your life foolishly or the lesson you may just find He who feared you shared his weakness was more loving than he was kind
Tatertot and I © 2018 Tate Morgan
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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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