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Jun 2014
His play he would be forsaking
facing the darkness we all fear
Soul aching tiny heart breaking
oh how he wished that I were near


The matriarch of his small clan
was ill and finally dying
It was his plan to act the man
while inside his heart was crying


I had finished my latest book
which I dedicated to Drake
The Ties That Bind weren’t so kind
as I heard his little heart break


I sent him the book to peruse
in the hopes that it would cheer him
To ease the blues and heal his bruise
though the diagnosis was grim


He took her my book with the note
opened it to the beginning
Where he read the quote,  I had wrote
his face all aglow and grinning


In the end what could any say
to this child who loves his small clan
Love whispered stay,  don't run away
to this boy forced to be a man


Tate
Original poem and music
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Little Drakes grandmother passed away a week later and he was extremely upset. If I could do anything for him I would. He has taken it as well as any man would. But times like these we don't want him to have to be a man. We want him to live out his childhood as a boy. I can tell you the tears of a child can break the heart of any man!
This was the dedication I wrote in the front of my newest book
The Ties That Bind
I dedicate this book to Drake Cooper
A young boy of unique talent and intellect. In him I see the great handy work of the Almighty. His was the heart that once reached out to mine. When I was most alone. I will always be grateful. He bought me my first poetry album. Then inspired me to fill it with my writing. Possessed with the heart of a lion and soul of a poet. Meeting him was one of the greatest gifts I ever received. He will always be loved by me.
Tate
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