I've come to bury the last of love
beneath this willow tree
In the deep forest I went
where no one else could see

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Held within this bottle of rain
are the tears I cried for her
The many nights I couldn't sleep
as I dreamed of how we were

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I'll place on it no pictures
spin thrice to forget the way
Save in me the pain she flowered
leave the dark for light of day

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I'll never visit her again
forever play all day in the sun
But night when no one else is there
Ill cry of her as the one

Tate

Original version
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/442104/

We seek a kind and faithful friend
devotions, sweet, flower
One who will stand by, till the end
lighting the darkest hour

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Love, immortal, thoughts, exchanging,
devotion scales the wall
There we share our love unchanging,
with smiles for one and all

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Her guiding hand, which proves so sound,
my inner soul to see
Oh may no friendship, ever found,
mean more, than she, to me

Tate

Original poem with music and photos
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/1116857/

In dreams of my sweet former life
with the wonders childhood poses
I find those friends I left behind
still so young and fresh like roses

I wonder if to them I'm old
when they think upon occasion
Do they wonder as, I do
of that inner child's persuasion

To me they are the cherished ones
memories of lost summer nights
When we played hide and seek till dark
enriched by all life's smells and sights


In dreams they live on as before
echoes of games we use to play
I start each night as they ended
with the dreams from yesterday


Tate
Original poem with music and pictures
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/442186/

If I could only see in the truth
to look beyond our simple ways
I would love knowledge even more
than all the lies of long gone days

If man could put away his sword
and beat to plowshares all he'd worn
Then I might be able to see the light
and forget the failings, of those I scorn

If we were not such fragile beings
that prayed for things not needed
Then I might think we had a chance
but all the lessons still go unheeded

If life would only start as it ends
with great knowledge left to share
We might not trample each other
then sin to hide what we must bear

If life could only do all these things
I would live deep in the truth so wise
To take the life, that I've been given
and turn to God with forgiving eyes


Tate
Original poem with pictures and music
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/442189/

With the girl I loved most in life
I walked in street lamps glow
Could she hear my heart calling
for the love I never show


Treading lightly along beside
her footprints marked the snow
The warmth of heart I felt for her
I doubt she will ever know


With the girl I loved most in life
I walked in street lamps glow
Oh if I could stop Earth turning
then she might never go


Tate
The original poem with pictures and music
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/442713/

I'm the deepening of the blue
upon the sky of man
I am the stories all told
like the billowing blowing sand
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I am he who gave you life
beneath my sky gone gold
As sunset burns and dies
I give you my stars to hold
________

You have but one fleeting chance
plant the seeds of love to grow
Create a life long everlasting
such as none could ever know
________

Then you will be the gentle soul
upon whom all life does seek
You will inherit this little world
you the loving and the meek


Tate
Original with music and picture of Tatertot
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/444154/

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/