Nate Morris

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Memories of pain
No reason to dwell
Memories of gain,
As I hear the church bells.
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Time cherished, time spent,
Reflecting on past events.

Moments of joy, moments of glee,
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Joyful youth, without worry
Twins in spirit and looks.
Friends forever we knew early
A friendship undefined in books.
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Baseball cards, a block away
En route with a dear friend
This is not your typical day
Careful not to bend.
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Tape keeping intact,
Black book of a different kind,
Words of faith and truth contained,
Like no other you'll find,
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6.

Your words so genuine;
Your words ran deep.
Your time on earth limited;
Your time, rich with memories, I keep.
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Segmented is life in its times of splendor;
Quickly converting into times of rigor.
I ponder the reasoning for these events,
As it seems as if life is scripted for balance of mind one would figure.
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Forever born, potential endless,
Determination thick,
Destined for greatness.
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Runnin', runnin', but for what cause
Purpose, meaning
All reasons for pause.
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Often times, age is defined,
Not by ones wisdom,
But by the wrinkles, in which faces are lined.
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Over there, I clearly see
That which is a force to be.

Glorious in all of your ways,
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Eyes innocent, eyes glazed
Long travels behind us,
A path, blazed.
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Lost in thought
Sorting out order
Today's journey still in question,
As I travel along the border.
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Sitting there, in that chair
I can’t imagine what you’re thinking.
Period of time gone, sends chills to the bone
Oh how our world was once sinking.
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Dreams; unpredictable most of the time;
Others, we attempt to predict our future.
This daydream, I wish I could stop on a dime.
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Ignoring the obvious realities,
Of where we went off course
Your selfish ways define you
The outcome you’re to blame as the source.
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17.

On this day I say
Thanks to all who paid
The price for the freedom we cherish
Vision of battle, they never fade.
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Dreams, dreams they come and they go
Some gone forever
Others, they intrigue us with their extreme beauty and flow.
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Breezing by, next stop in mind,
Halted by a sad city design.

Art this is not, not of any kind.
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In its simplest form, word moves.
Moves from dark to light, light to dark.
Circumstances dictate the motivation
For how word leaves it's mark
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The Best Poem Of Nate Morris

The Unknown, Known

Memories of pain
No reason to dwell
Memories of gain,
As I hear the church bells.

What brought us here I sometimes wonder
Maybe time will tell.
No answers to this day
As I hear the church bells.

Once a close family
A witness while we fell.
No excuses for failure I’m reminded
As I hear the church bells.

I’m thankful for your sacrifices
For your hard work I can tell.
Your youthful nature, I reflect
As I hear the church bells.

Although the unknown still exists
I strive to dispel.
The known that has left deep scars, I pray for healing
As I hear the church bells.

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