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Jun 2014
Grace and Eloquence knew you by name
playing together while you were young
The sweet smell of the summer breeze
lessons learned as you sung


Songs of the youth you once lived
white cloth flowing in the breeze
Wheat colored hair whisked in the wind
racing across fields with youthful ease


Think ye oh back upon those days
fondly remembering as we were
Cherished memories that we all save
another tomorrow of that we were sure


When life came in with the seasons
the cheering laughter of a friend
Secrets we all knew and saved
who would think it to ever end


Life has that way of fooling us
especially when we're young
Always promising another day
forever-another song to be sung


But like all great things we enjoy
the bill one day comes due
And as your friends each pass away
you wonder if next may be you


Tate
Original with music and photos
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/444680/
I need not say what this is about. We all know don't we? Go see your parents and grandparents.
Life's time waits on none of us.
It masters fate with earnest callous.
Caring for none in favored mercy.
Helping not whom it shows malice.

They wont be here when you find the time to visit.
Do it while you are thinking of it.
There is no regret like that dealt to the one who wasn't there when needed.
Tate Morgan
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