Can’t help but see
The world living, unfolding
As it should be.
Can’t help but feel
The soft and gentle caring
Beneath my feet.
Can’t help but hear
A song of love
Filling each of my ears.
Can’t help but live
A life full of harmony
Can’t help but see all this, around me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Sadness comes and overwhelms me
It sinks into my heart
Envelopes me
No escape can I find.
Sadness reigns, is defined
By coursing thru my veins
To my head, to my heart
Sadness indeed does reign.
Sadness is in control
Is a thought
I can’t help but feel
It steals all love
All sacred thoughts.
This sadness
Great sadness is in my heart.
~ Patrice
Rest in peace dear friend Clive.
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Can’t help but see
The world living, unfolding
As it should be.
Can’t help but feel
The soft and gentle caring
Beneath my feet.
Can’t help but hear
A song of love
Filling each of my ears.
Can’t help but live
A life full of harmony
Can’t help but see all this, around me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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