I haven’t found the reason
Why I cry
I cry
Nothing seems to stop it
Hold it back
My world is lovely
Yet I always come back
To that.
Maybe in the past
Somewhere
In a life I lived
A life that didn’t last
I’ll find the reason
The reason will be answered
At last
Oh Lord at last.
~Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Wind blowing
Hollering
Thru the trees
Breaking
Smashing
Everything it sees.
Cruel
Sparing none
Blowing all night
Til
The morning sun.
Devastation
Greets the day
All hard work
All blown away.
Nothing left
But clean up
Arrange
And hold back
Despair.
Know
The sun will shine
Once again
Life will go on
Even if the wind
She does blow
Strong.
~ Patrice
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