![]() ThoughtsA Poem by Tate Morgan![]() We look back to our childhood years the comfort of old friends For all must see, forever we fear how this life must end![]()
From time to time I wonder thoughts that dream of what might be I wander glade, stroll promenade make sense of all I see ____________________________
Valleys, rivers, majestic woods of these, playgrounds are made Where my clan, played kick the can and man was measured, weighed ____________________________ We look back to
our childhood years the comfort of old friends For most must see, forever we fear how this life must end __________________________ That promise of a wondrous place where we forever play Bestows the thought, it may be bought through faith if we don't stray ______________________________ What awaits us there, up above that we do not have here Life's greatest strength, comes not from length but springs of love not fear © 2022 Tate MorganAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthor![]() Tate 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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