The Sweetest Gift

My loving wife "Rebecca"

We the frail likes of which

have never known so sweet

Do love each others heart alone

in secret places that we meet

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We touch each of the other

in the dusk pearl of the spring

Hold the light of love's embrace

as both our hearts take wing

____________________________

Caught in the web of years

that binds our lives so tight

Giving all to each desires dreams

for the hopes to love's delight

____________________________

Never was there a mood of mine

lost in the love song of embrace

That you gave my soul to sing

in wonders lit by our secret place

 ____________________________

Think I must have eyes to see

this heart so unknown till now

Opened the light of imprisoned love

that hung on the weighted bough

_____________________________

Where dark the days of my past

now lit by the bright sunshine

I give the world another look

to see its sweet gift as mine

 

 

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Author's Note

This was just a wandering thought I had while thinking on my wife.

Reviews

[Rose Olstrom]

I can definitely see you in this poem. It is very personal and captivating. I have a love of my own and poems about love seem to have a greater effect on me at this stage in my life. Thank you very much for your submission to my contest and I hope you have a long and lasting career ahead of you.
Your Judge
Rose Olstrom

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you rose this was such a strange poem written with a turn of phrase to each quatrain I thank you for liking it

[Barbz]

I am struck by the way you give credit to those you deem deserving in your life, despite any grief associated with the various situations at one time, while you discredit yourself to those who hold you in high esteem. your ability to bear Love and Contrition can move mountains. This piece is, indeed, a gift of Sweetness....Barbz

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Barb I am not always proud of everything ion my own character But i try to see the things that they claim to see. My own father is in the hospital My mother just got out I am feeling the hand of father time on me of late. I wrote my first poem last night in 3 months. I guess i like being a grandfather. three times over. I get to walk my daughter Aris down the aisle next month. My other daughter Jessica is having us over tonight. I have to go to cincinatti to deliver a present for aris wedding today .Weare staying the night at Jessicas for the grandkids

[Barbz]

We are all so imperfect at times...I. Myself, found myself in that position of late...and am still dealing with it, but on a much lesser scale....Oh, feelings....how they can get hurt!! On the other hand, our blessings, mine and yours, so outweigh our regrets....

[Tricia O'Brien]

amazing, I dig this and your style
wicked rad

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Tricia

[Tricia O'Brien]

:) absolutely

[Tate Morgan]

Feel free to peruse any of my works with my blessing
Tate

[Tricia O'Brien]

Will do :)
Keep groovin

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you I hope you like them all I dont post any that i dont think are up to par I try to make them immortal postings. I write these with the hope that one day my children and wife will go to them to remember the man i tried to be

[Helen Crutchett]

Truly a beautiful tribute in verse to your beloved. Thanks for sharing your thoughts of love.

Helena

[melissa]

Another amazing poem keep up the great work and keep them coming

[Tate Morgan]

Hi dear so nice to hear from you tonight thank you

[melissa]

Your welcome

[Renée]

nice mind wandering...another beauty Mr. Morgan..

[Tate Morgan]

thank you yes the mind was surely drifting a bit in this one But meandering along the river of life while the steamers roll down the mighty misssissippi

[Renée]

barefooted of course ( ;

[Tate Morgan]

of course lol

[Lovely Lady]

Wow. It has the texture of Leonard Cohen, matter a fact, i heard him recite it in the corner of my mind! Lovely~

[David Lewis Paget]

Always the romantic, Tate. Rebecca should love this. Some people can open their hearts through their writing to let others in; it's a rare gift, and you have it.

[Tate Morgan]

You and I are very lucky indeed to have the loving support of our wives.It is a rare thing to both love and admire the one you are married to. Or I should qualify that by saying at least in this society at this time.The truth lies in the old axiom "Behind every good man is a great woman"

[Valentine]

Beautiful as she is..I think when feelings are this strong..we try to put it all down on paper..some..hit it just right..as you did..Nice one..Give her this poem and a big KISS tonight..Kathie

[Tate Morgan]

She will be home in a few minutes and i think I will.i always wait up on her to get home .To make sure she is safe before bed.

[Valentine]

Did you??????

[Tate Morgan]

Of course I did

[Valentine]

Tate..staying up was not what I meant..I was joking a bit which is not like me..How many children do you have..just the cute boy? Kathie

[Tate Morgan]

i stay up every night and wait for her i have for four years i will always wait to see her home safe

[Valentine]

I was being a David..what do you also stay up late for............Kathie

[Robbie~xoxo~]

(sigh) What a lovely enchanting write!...This lifts my heart and makes me smile. To read this, is to know where your heart is....a sunny place, where I wish to find within my own heart. Thank you for this uplifting piece!