You have heard
I have seen
things of beauty
unforeseen.
Why they bloom
why they thrive
questions, answers not
before my eyes.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Eventually
All will come to an end
Eventually
All the steel girders will bend
Eventually
Every season will thrive and die
Eventually
The answers you sought will make you cry
Eventually
The happiness foretold you won’t deny
Eventually
All will be all you have
Eventually.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Eventually
All will come to an end
Eventually
All the steel girders will bend
Eventually
Every season will thrive and die
Eventually
The answers you sought will make you cry
Eventually
The happiness foretold you won’t deny
Eventually
All will be all you have
Eventually.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Monday morning comes and rises
Bringing with it all surprises
We may expect to see A
But instead are confronted with Z
This is right, this is real
Embrace it all with lots of zeal.
Clouds may thunder, pound and steal
In the end they just heal
Parched earth thirsty for the rain
Pouring down once again
This is right, this is real
Embrace it all with lots of zeal.
Accept what Monday morning brings
To you, be it good or bad
Know it’s come not to make you sad
But grow and thrive
This is right, this is real
Embrace it all from A to zeal.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011