Hear the call
Beckoning
For the heart lives
Welcoming
See love
Opening
Giving all
Giving everything.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Hear the call
Beckoning
For the heart lives
Welcoming
See love
Opening
Giving all
Giving everything.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Sadness is a part of me
Loss of one so very dear
To me
Gone a long time ago
But no one told me
I didn’t know.
Her heart was pure
Her soul glowed bright
I can see her smile
Her gentle nature
Such a delight.
In the years
That have passed
We talked little
Distance, time
Seemed to be an
Impasse.
But you were there
I was here
Sharing a love so full
For horses, boxers
And a mate who
Completed, giving all.
Now must accept
Gone to be in heaven
Where with all who
Have gone before
Happily sharing laughter
Memories by the score.
~ Patrice
Rest in peace my Friend Carol – Oct. 6/18
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
May the trees survive winter
Blossom in the spring
Sending forth life
Giving all, nourishing.
May the sun rise in the morning
Rest asleep at night
To come up the next morning
Bringing warmth, love
And fields of waving buttercup delight.
May the seeds dropped in fall
Spring, rise, growing tall
Spreading roots out for nourishment
Leaves reaching up, growing
Til the fall.
May the wind blow breezes
Both strong or gentle
And then not at all.
May they bring on currents
Moisture, rain to quench
The thirst of everyone
Everyone, everything and all.
May, may we live
May we live us all.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019