For My ChildA Poem by Tate MorganIf insight be what you lack then son take it all from me I shall give it to you freely in hopes that you may seeTatertot
If insight be what you lack then son take it all from me I shall give it to you freely in hopes that you may see
If love is what you should seek what tales my heart might tell It has known heights and depths of the soul as deep as a well
If I could grant precious wisdom to enlighten your fair sight I'd say play with your children teach each how to fly a kite
But learn these old lessons now while I am here that you might see For the day will sometime come when my light shall cease to be
That eve my heart be silent its music shall play no score The mind will go dusk quiet to be heard from never-more
But heard next day the singing will float out above the din The Caroling Angels call beckoning me to come back in
On that distant fateful morning I'll stand before them to say " I washed my soul with happiness then taught my son to play"
© 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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