IvorA Poem by Tate MorganIt would seem my friend has faced the last sunset as he did life, with dignity. This is for our friend and fellow poet Ivor, PoeticpiersHe sees the world through learned eyes that have witnessed many affairs All the rising, falling empires through history's gaze he now stares
But on they come from far and wide beating a path up to his door As if what they had to offer he had never heard of before
Yet still they will not stop trying to sell him wares of their own ways And save the soul of this good man before he meets his end of days
As a product of the old school he's seen it and done it before There is no need to prove himself to each child who comes to the door
They could stand an education from this man with a long life span Never try to teach an old bard on the new ways of god and man
© 2019 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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