When The Busyness And Crazies

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When the busyness and crazies
Go swirling around my head
When the future and past collide
With something full of only dread.

That’s when
I must hollow out a niche
And cuddle there instead.

Cause no one has
Ever heard of chicken soup
To ease the sop
That fills my head.
~ Patrice 

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013