Leaves floating down
Falling, resting
Finally
On the ground.
No crash is heard
No weeping cry
Only silent sounds echoing
Throughout the sky.
My soul too
Does fall down
Reaching up, clasping pieces
To soften, the floating down.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Rain, pouring rain, cold, colder still
Chills falling, falling down again
Winter’s come, pass the fall
Summer’s gone, we’ve missed it all.
One thing we can do
Is pray for spring, feel the dew
Then summer’s warmth will arrive
Holding us, in her arms once again.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Then the rain came falling down
Sparks of water splashing on the ground
Feeding life to all beings found
Resting only in between showers pouring
Raining down
Soaking up the fallen down.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Snow
is
falling
softly
down.
Floating
over
cold
barren
ground.
Covering
messes
muddy
brown.
Snow
is
falling.
Softly
coming
down.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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