Mist Rises From A Land

Mist rises from a land
Wet with prosperity
Vibrant green leads the way
On a day full
Of joy and loyalty.

This is my day all the way
Nothing will stop me
From being that person
The land, wind and rain
Will make me.

Mist rises and I see
What I need in a land vibrant
Filled with prosperity
This will lead me
Complete me, making me that
What I need to be.
~ Patrice 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

On The Fifteenth You Were Gone

On the fifteenth you were gone
Gone to the afterlife and beyond.
Sweet and tender, strong and bold
Loyalty so much untold.

Gently sleeping away from me
Off into eternity
Love your strength
Sadness, missing oh so much
Never easy, never will forget
All the things when
You and I were young.

Love you dear. Love you strong
We will miss you now
Now that you have gone
To a place where we will meet
And play the game we remember sweet
For so long.

I love you dear. You are the one
Who sung a song of life
And made all fulfilled.
But alas
Its now the time
The missing has to start
Remember long
I love you with all my heart.
~ Patrice

In memory of ‘Ismo’

Ismar a.d. SchloBstadt – VPG II

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012