Remember Me

Remember Me

A Poem by Tate Morgan
"

When April swells the marshes The red winged birds will know

"
Uncle Ben
Uncle Ben

Remember me as I was then

not like you see me now

The laughing carefree way I stood

too towered and taught to bow

 

The happy young man you once knew

who's eye's were clear and bright

Played together each day in the sun

danced alone in the soft moonlight

 

Rather you see what I was then

than what I have become today

A warm heart who loved you so

with the strength of fire to play

 

When April swells the marshes

the red winged birds will know

To pipe these two words lightly

to all the winds that blow

 

The trembling stars of the night

once bold bright shining too

Turn their heads from me now

as I do now from you





© 2024 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
Wondering how Ben would wish to be remembered?

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YOU will be remember to all that cherish you. To all those whose lives you've touched and all who have reached out to you. To remember you would bring us all joy as reflecting on who you have been to each of us your light will remain as bright as it has always been... No matter when we met you, no matter how long we've known you, the soul of you remains as pure as goodness gets. No matter what mistakes have ever led you astray, those were lessons, the growth, instilling the very goodness in the Man you are today.
Your words are strong with emotion and hope as you express the hope of how you wish to be remembered. As always such a soothing flow. Another great poem Tate!
You know I had to add my 2 cents. lol

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Tate Morgan

11 Years Ago

That is a beautiful Review



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Most outstanding beginning, words well composed, message received, how we care to be remembered ...so endearing.


Remember me as I was then
not like you see me now
The laughing carefree way I stood
too towered and taught to bow


Posted 11 Years Ago


"The laughing carefree way I stood
too towered and taught to bow"

"When April swells the marshes
the red winged birds will know
To pipe these two words lightly
to all the winds that blow"

The reason I don't comment on the poems of some writers like poeticpiers, yourself, David, coyotepoetry etc., is the fact that I really don't have anything to comment or critique. Provided a little space for mistake, they always turn out to be great.

But I had to comment on this because it was well constructed and different. Keep writing.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is beautiful.
Also I like that many of your poems are compact enough I can read them, get something out of them, and not feel bad for interrupting my homework.

Also, I'm going to drop this related Byron poem.
"They say that hope is happiness,
But genuine love must prize the past,
And mem'ry wakes the thoughts that bless,
They rose the first, they set the last,

And all that memory loves the most,
Was once our only hope to be,
And all that Love adored and Lost,
Hath faded into memory.

Alas! It is delusion all!
The Future cheats us from afar,
Nor can we be what we recall,
Nor dare we think on what we are..."

Except I added the dot-dot-dots, because I feel like that's how he would've let the moment land.

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Tate Morgan

11 Years Ago

Did I ever thank you for this? If not I do now.
That's a good portrait...looks just like you...

I think being remembered in all our aspects is good...

Posted 12 Years Ago


people are to be always remembered as in their best times; everyone wishes the same! the wish was reflected beautifully in your few lines! bravo!!

Posted 12 Years Ago


So touching and beautiful!! You have a way of reaching right inside somebody's heart and pulling the strings to sing praises of you! Another memorable write!!

Posted 12 Years Ago


wonderful words.

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is kind of sad for me.... I have been feeling sad looking at all the pictures of the family over the years that my mom had....we just had to move everything from my parents home as the house was sold. I hate to think about the past and remembering my life and my mom being young i would like to her remember her as in the days when I was young.....Nice poem Tate. I really liked it.....

Posted 12 Years Ago


hmmm..im dense this morning tate.. which two words?...mm think I caught up.... Remember Me?

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on April 9, 2010
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Tate Morgan
Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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