The necessity has come
Has gone
All that’s left is
Beyond my grasp, my hold
It’s gone
It’s gone.
Make no mistake
I needed all
But holding on
Wasn’t me
Wasn’t
What I could become
No, no
Not at all.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Did you ever wonder why
We did the things we thought
The things we did?
No one else could tell
How it would go
It would smell
No one said or did they yell.
Then its over, we could tell
No morse code
No Hail Mary
Or playing William Tell.
All’s gone, all that’s left
Is the wonder why
We did the things we thought
The things we did
So well.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016