Childhood Dreams

Childhood Dreams

A Poem by Tate Morgan
"

If faith can move a mountain, then it can save a soul.

"



 


 My granddaughter Payton. I bought her a new bear. She quickly took the green sweater off of it, put it on the old bear and cast the new one in the corner.lol She has my heart and well knows it. It's such a helpless feeling to be in her clutches.



If our faith can move a mountain

 then it should save a soul

To have untapped faith in oneself

is life's great gift and goal

 

Within all children lay a dream

to be more than their parts

To open gifts within themselves

warming their tiny hearts

 

Ask a small child this question

"what do you want to be"

Always it's seems there's something grand

through their minds eye they see

 

So where do all the lost come from

 who find their dreams have died

Then see their hopes all washed away

as if cast on the tide

 

No one can say with assurance

what happened to those souls

How all their dreams in life were lost

or for whom the bell tolls

 

If asked of me I would just say

truth is hard to admit

The mind is not a vessel filled

but a fire to be lit

 









© 2018 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
Who can say with any assurance that they know where their life will take them?
But like all of us I too had dreams. Maybe they were a bit lofty. Maybe they were naive. We all know the boundless wonder of becoming an astronaut or fearless explorer.
However the man who crushes a child's dreams may as well have killed him.
Forever is the innocence lost. Forever will he doubt the word of all adults. Lost is the beauty of divinity. Lost the love of fair play. Gone the reward for decency, never to return. This is why we must take our responsibility for the young as a most divine effort and solemn responsibility.

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I wanted to cry reading this having been the child who had dreams crushed at a young age, and how wise you are, for the essence of a child must be protected, nurtured and loved, for their dreams build worlds, and you are clearly a man of deep emotion, and a wonderful father.........your words were beautiful, and if every child had a father like you this world would be beautiful. Bless you Tate, for your wisdom and writing.

So where do all the rest come from
those who find their dreams have all died
With all their hopes then washed away
as if they left out with the tide
_________________________


Posted 14 Years Ago


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heart felt write once again .. but i disagree slightly on the author's note . it's not always adults who crush a child's dream . more often than not it's the realization of what the world truly is combined with peer pressure that does them in .. yet those who are able to retain the charm of childhood dreams are the truly blessed souls .

Posted 14 Years Ago


it might be true that a man can crush a child's dreams. but all is not lost if that child grows to be a man who can nuture another's dreams. good write as usual tate...

Posted 14 Years Ago


- The mind is not a vessel filled
- it is a fire to be lit

A lot of emotions make your words vibrate. Such wise and beauty filled meaning. While reading I could feel how it touched a chord deep down within me. Yes your words are so true.

Parents should always support their children in every attempt to reach a goal, it's what gives them faith in themselves, and even in failing or realising the impossibility of it - they will have learned an important lesson from which they can draw wisdom in their future.
As always very well penned and thought provoking as also very touching.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Ouch. Nice.
I mean: really.
I don't entirely know what to say. I can't point out any improvements to be made or spellings to correct... Just know that I love it, i suppose.
A great piece of writing - as always.

Posted 14 Years Ago


"Always they will say something grand
from through their own minds eye they see"

I love that part the most. I always had one dream since I was 7, I couldn't meet the requirements for a lot of reasons, but in the end, I didn't push myself enough. Regardless, dreams are there for guidance and shaping who you are.

Posted 14 Years Ago


This was very beautiful.
The song went very well with this poem.
Loved it.

Posted 14 Years Ago


lovely rhyme and meter .
Very moving words and thoughts.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Ah yes, Like the sudden contrast after the third stanza that creates the buildup for the statement in the final stanza. Nicely constructioned poem-- words that need to be heard. I dig it!

Makosica

Posted 14 Years Ago


The precious dreams of a child, or in any of us, is something beyond price, and to lost that is such a great loss; to light the fire of the mind, to kindle that which is the essential human is then the light of a million stars, well said in your usual impeccable style.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I loved this poem....i have always wanted to go for my dreams....and i still dream of having my books or stories published and being a hit!.... this poem tells people not to give up, children shouldn't be blamed for wanting to be an astronaut or princess, it is there imagination and it should grow because disappointment is what makes people more human....even for kids... thanks for the poem...

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Tate Morgan
Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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