Things Happen

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Things happen
I don’t know why
Placing me in places
Sometimes sad
Sometimes I even cry.

Then the heavens open up
Raining down
Blessings warm and bountiful
Covering everything
Everything all around.
~ Patrice

Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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Raining Down

The full and caring heart
Waits to hear
The sound of love
Raining down.

No drip, drop of seething hate
No frustration, anger
Making lonely roads
Seem so long.

Just love and caring
Gentle kindness freely given
No strings attached
No ‘What if’s’
None of that.

All we see, all we feel
Is loving
Caring, pleasant thoughts
Raining Down.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

Things Happen

Things happen
I don’t know why
Placing me in places
Sometimes sad
Sometimes I even cry.

Then the heavens open up
Raining down
Blessings warm and bountiful
Covering everything
Everything all around.
~ Patrice

Patrice Clarkson – 2018

Golden Leaves Swaying

Patrice Clarkson's Blog

Golden leaves swaying
On a November breeze
Floating, cascading down
Landing on soon to be
Frozen, winter ground.

Woods are silent, hushed, listening
To the still quiet as a hunter lurks
Waiting to kill in the midst
Of golden leaves falling, raining down
Upon barren, dying ground.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Golden Leaves Swaying

Golden leaves swaying
On a November breeze
Floating, cascading down
Landing on soon to be
Frozen, winter ground.

Woods are silent, hushed, listening
To the still quiet as a hunter lurks
Waiting to kill in the midst
Of golden leaves falling, raining down
Upon barren, dying ground.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Then The Rain

Then the rain came falling down
Sparks of water splashing on the ground
Feeding life to all beings found
Resting only in between showers pouring
Raining down
Soaking up the fallen down.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014