We have met, we have seen
Nothing ever will come between.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Posts Tagged ‘Look Back Friday’
Had A Dream Today
December 6, 2019Had a dream today
All my problems they just floated away
No need to agonize
No time to feel remorse
Immersed in happiness my course
Set far from sadness
Can’t remember any heart retching tale
Only gladness on this happy trail.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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In The Heart
November 29, 2019
In the heart of my distress
I find an ark of happiness
Ferrys me to a life
In heaven’s image
No heartache, nor strife
In my dreams I seek, I see
This hallowed place I saw
I seek.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Maybe Together
November 22, 2019In these times of strife, anger, hatred and racism, maybe, maybe this is the answer.
– Bruce Adams/Daily Mail
Maybe together
We can master the stage
We’ve been put upon.
Maybe Together
We can find true love
And lasting memories
To call upon.
Maybe Together
We’ll reach out and find
The place, the kind that’ll propel us
To the next human sweetness
Human kind.
Together forever
Maybe together
We’ll find.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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The Ultimate Sacrifice
November 11, 2019The ultimate sacrifice,
The ultimate gift.
I thank you
for my freedom,
for my right to live
and choose.
If not for unselfish giving
and bravery beyond
we’d not be here today
and have that right to choose.
I bow my head
and thank you
for your service far beyond
and show my gratitude
for all those
that have gone.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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Hearing The World Turn
September 13, 2019
Hearing the world turn
Is
A wondrous thing.
The magic of the morning
The breath of spring
Calling forth summer and all that it brings.
Fall’s bounty feeding
Getting ready for the cold of winter
Snowflakes hiding everything.
My breath goes in and out
Taking in all these things
That are about.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Today
August 16, 2019
Today
Is a day unlike any other day
Filled with life
Filled with strife
And too, things nice.
Must make it my day
Do it my way
And at the end, at the night
I’ll look, see what a wondrous day
Was given to me.
Then I can peacefully sleep
In anticipation of what
The day
The next day
Will bring to me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
