A million miles away
The sun shines
No matter
The time of day.
My heart must bring
That sun from far
To my day, my walk
My way.
Holding close all
That’s good
All I need to make
It thru today.
From a million miles away
The sun shines
Shines on me
As I’m on my way.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Remember when a laugh and smile
Were the only thing that made
The day’s itinerary song?
Remember when laughter
And carefree days lasted
All year long
The thought of winter didn’t
Come to mind
Didn’t come along.
Then there was when
A door opened up
And seriousness came along.
No smiles, no laughter
The whole day long
Winter winds blew
And the heart was frozen
In sadness
Crying was the only song.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Looking forward, looking back
Living in the present
Trying to keep on track.
No breath is taken lightly
No heartache will
Keep me back.
Living on the precipice
Yet staying on
That beaten path.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Functioning on a level
That will succeed
No need to look back
Nor to the side
For me.
Forward is the way
To go
Bringing with me
Those I love
And most of all
I need.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
I will come with you
I will walk at your side
together
we will face the heartache
and
come out the other side.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
I feel your heart
Your quiet strength
I walk aside your silent figure
Not alone.
No words spoken
No hand is touched
But there beside me
My father walks.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
I wonder, wonder where
The squirrel at the feeder
Came from.
Where the sun was before
It shone in the sky.
When people thought
That they may fly.
What was said when
The mountains fell.
As a earthquake opened up
And shattered the ground.
I wonder, wonder where
The answers can be found.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Coffee taste
Lingers
The aroma whirls
Round my senses
No
Other feeling
Neither
Happiness
Nor
Dread
Can accommodate
Like this
In
My sleepy
Morning head.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
The sun breaks
over a brown earth
Left as if dead from winter storms
But then
In the midst of all broke
Deemed dead and dying
Is a small green shoot
Emerging
Bringing life
To a winter weary land.
The warm sun gives life
Nurtures
The rising ones
Spring
Has come
As winter retreats
Only
On a later day
To blast
Blow once again.
The sun then rests
Satisfied
she has done her best
Thou
She too
Will be back
Tomorrow
To nurture, bring life
With a warm, radiating
Spring sun.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
In retrospect
I see so clearly
The problems I had
Answers
That evaded me
In retrospect
I could have
Done things
Differently
In retrospect
I know my life
Could have been
Changed drastically
But
In retrospect
Then I would not be
The person I’ve become
I need to be
In retrospect.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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