Take hold of me
And please hold tight
Protect, guide me
Through the darkest night
Let no harm come to me
Or those I love
This I ask, I ask of you
My sweet love.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
We keep secrets
We hold them tight
Never exposed
To see the morning light.
We keep secrets
Silent, secretive
They speak not a word
Sometimes to the grave
They’re carried, never heard.
We keep secrets
Untold secrets
We grasp them tight
Feeling the burden
The weight not light.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Sweet dreams come slowly
Quietly moving thru
Leaving behind visions
Memories I hold onto
Sometimes vivid
Then maybe vague
They play out active
There inside my head.
I feel I could touch
Hold tight
The figures in sweet dreams
That come to me
In the darkness
And early morning light.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
We keep secrets
We hold them tight
Never exposed
To see the morning light.
We keep secrets
Silent, secretive
They speak not a word
Sometimes to the grave
They’re carried, never heard.
We keep secrets
Untold secrets
We grasp them tight
Feeling the burden
The weight not light.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Rules are broken
Maybe they are meant to be
Don’t hold tight
Release to let them free.
Then we’ll see
What will come about
For you and for me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012