My Truth

My Truth

A Poem by Tate Morgan
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If only I could travel back to correct the sins of my youth I could tell him to be like me knowing I was telling the truth

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Tate and I



This the question of existence

to be a good soul all my days

I find the problem in my years

setting example by my ways

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As I have tried to reconcile

with the conscience that rules my soul

I always find I come up short

never quite reaching that fine goal

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When I was young I ruled the waves

holding sway in every court

I did as my heart commanded

as if life were a game of sport

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But now that I am not alone

I find myself caring much more

How my character is perceived

and what I hide behind each door

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So now I have committed to

repairing the mistakes and flaws

Fixing all the things that went wrong

when I did not follow the laws

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I pray that I be successful

in changing my bad ways to good

To give my child a fighting chance

just as every father should

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If only I could travel back

to correct the sins of my youth

I could tell him to be like me

knowing I was telling the truth

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Author's Note

Tate Morgan
It hurts my soul to even think of some of the foolish misguided passions and mistakes my life once fed. Don't we all wonder what if? I suppose we all would like to be forgiven for the transgressions of our youth. If we could who among us would not go back and repair the damage we have wreaked? Every time I have been upset with my son. I think back to the wasteland that my youth devastated. I find it easy to forgive his little transgressions.
I'm proud to say my son is a better man than me. And my wife a better woman than I deserve. But I shall stay with her so long as she will have me and count my never ending blessings.

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Your writing, lately, says that you are becoming a better man than you believed that you could be. You have opened the shades, taken the shades from your eyes; you are seeing life living, maybe, for the very first time. Your observations are filled with beauty. You have come full circle. You are blessed and are, finally, humble enough to recieve the blessing. I love your recent writes, because you are so alive, finally. No more searching, but knowing. You are a very talented man and, now, you know just how gifted you are to be able to express your feelings to the world. Your son is lucky to have you, as you are now; yesterday is dead and gone. Tomorrow lives on. I loved this! Perfect!!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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This write is truly amazing

Posted 13 Years Ago


A finely written look at yourself, with all the right insights and phrases that put out a distinct message to your devoted reviewers.
There's no point in having a past or a future if you don't learn from the one and set to improving self in the other.. as for today, why, you write about feelings, thoughts and weigh up who you are. The thing about looking back and learning from the past is that one stops thinking of self all the time, the 'I' becomes a 'you' or 'they' - one fades into the background and others become the focus of your attention, your love and, of course, your writing.
Your Author's Note certainly shows Becky in a wonderful light, what a generous lady, young Tate is as fortunate to have her in his life as you are.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Beautiful. I think that's every parent's fear, that their child will make the same mistakes they did. In some cases, they do, but children learn by example, and judging by your writing, you are a good example. Lovely write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


There are times that I find myself asking why I did what I did but once done whatever it was it cannot be taken back. I write here for many reasons but most of all I write in search of peace and happiness. The friends I have had the pleasure of making has helped me get through some really bad times in my later years. You work in this poem has a ring to it that tells me you are a bit depressed. That is not a good thing for anyone. Let me try to cheer you up by telling you that faceing your trouble in your writing can help. At least I find it so. The images in this work are profound and stiring. It left me wanting to read more so to that end this poem has worked wonders. Great write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Such an endearing poem, Tate. Unfortunately we cannot go back, only forward and become the best person we can be now and set good examples now. Thanks for sharing this with me :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


This was a beautiful poem. Perfection... Really, I am speechless. The poem brought tears to my eyes. There are things we all wish to correct but we never get the chance to fix them. Life would be too easy if we could. Anyway, a very beautiful poem. It was very well written and I really enjoyed reading it. Good job and keep on writing!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Your poem brought tears to my eyes, as I too remembered back on the many things I would have done differently, especially when it came to my children. Why does it take us so long to "wize up"? I can only say it must be a part of 'growing up" I was only 19 when my 1st child was born, 2 yr's later another baby. At the age of 26 I had 3 children and a bad marriage. I didn't realize I myself was still but a child. I'd give my sould to be able to do it all over again, making things better, happier, be more mature. I think at times most all of us as parents, must think this way./ A very thought provoking fabulous write Tate

Posted 13 Years Ago


There is so much looking back that we see through eyes of a wiser mind... and here your longing to be a better man and a better father give us a all a glimpse of who you are inside.. not just one who looks out for yourself, but one who wants to give more to those he loves.. Beautifully powerful.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Oh your note gave me chills - what a truly loving man you have grown into...we all make transgressions in youth as we grow - hopefully many will learn from their mistakes as you have so aptly captured and assist the youth of today in positive way!

Posted 13 Years Ago


An ambition by every father. Keep in mind however that they live in a new generation and will deal with issues different. Otherwise we repeat the sins of the father.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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