SunshineA Poem by Tate MorganNow my pains have no place to play And nothing left for them to doRebecca
You consoled my worn soul lifting me to my feet A noble heart of kindness dealt Purgatory defeat as the new thoughts took their place Washing out the poison that so long had filled that space
That smile faded my sadness with sweet thoughts I had of you As pains found no place to play and nothing for them to do
© 2018 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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