The Letter

My rendition of my loving wife 

Rebecca and my first grandchild Payton, on her first day of life. 

This my letter to you my dear

who have never written to me

I set before you my great hopes

of the dreams that may come to be

 

I laid out the coin we minted

within my heart's own treasury

To toss about the thoughts we had

of our own benedictory

 

You stamped this coin upon my soul

embossed with love of hope divine

Pressed in the mint of memory

you will age like the finest wine

 

Should you choose to ever leave me

may we find our lost love and stay

Like dreams we both had forgotten

from the hopes of our yesterday

 

Author's Note

I dreamed a dream that became Rebecca my wife. Herein lies the truth of a tangible life. Oh on our deathbeds will we look back and find the thing we cherished valued and loved was something we barely touched yet dreamed might touch us;that of the love of another unconditionally reaffirming our right to exist and reason to live.

Reviews

[Rikkevi Rue]

ahh your subtle and clever "turn o the tongue" rings with the sweet music of the Irish laddie! You have that simple frank statement of the truths of life well honed, and it is a pleasure to read you Master Morgan.

The rhyming of this piece is what I like, and the structure of it

[ice]

Excellent, romantic/love poetry.
I liked the second and last stanza best..

"Like dreams we both have forgotten
from the hopes of our yesterday"

Ends the poem perfectly.:-)

A very enjoyable read...thank you Tate

ice

[George Love]

As much a tribute to the love of your life as it is an expression of finding that thing so many fail to find. Very well depicted.

[InkSlinger]

You always fill me with hope, your romantic heart takes us to new heights.. and allows us to dream of things we may never touch or taste... Always a great read!

[Sunflower/Sara Kendrick]

Once again I enjoyed your work..I am glad that I stopped by this eve..Sunflower..

[jazmin]

you are a true writer. You speak true words, words that you never forget. I loved it, thank you for sharing.

[Dani]

Your words are like cursive, inked in my heart. great write.

[Marie Harrison]

What a beautiful dream. Now a lifetime of dreams to share with Rebbecca, your loving wife. Nice poem.

[Tommy]

It's nice when dreams come true!

RLG,
Tommy

[bluessadmood]

ohh that was so sweet ,i must say that line ,her being the finest wine
i always thought love between two ,true love will never die
it will just come to have another flavor now and then
even if it ferments through age..it goes as the finest wine
love through the years will never abate it will grow like stone
and how deep rooted down to earth,no strength will ever remove
lovely words ,dear Tate ,so so very romantic and dreamy
lovely write..

[AlieahRose]

O THIS IS BEAUTIFUL...
REAL LOVE IS SO...
NICE TO WRITE ABOUT...
LOVE THIS TATE...