I don’t want to be you
I want
Want to be me
Allowing nothing to stand in the way
Whether the path be straight or crooked
It doesn’t matter
It’s the way I’ll travel on my journey
To be just me
Today.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Posts Tagged ‘today’
I Don’t Want To Be You
October 10, 2019
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
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Heard
March 13, 2019
You heard me speak
You heard me say
Words that you took away
Making us forever friends
Even til today.
I heard you speak
I heard you say
These words I write
I write today.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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What Has Happened?
January 25, 2019
What has happened?
What will be today?
No one telling’
Just moving, moving on their way.
Couldn’t hear directions
Couldn’t see the way
Couldn’t, couldn’t remember my journey
From that other day.
Must trust the Master
Must believe, believe he’ll guide me
On this that is
My journey’s way.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Good Beginnings
January 4, 2019
Good beginnings
Caress the past
Moving forward
Beyond the last
Making new ones
As they come to be.
No one knows
Just what’s in store
Only that the way
Is open and
Pulls us through
Here to this day.
Showing
Another time
Beginning now today
But always, always
Starting yesterday.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Dearest And Sweetest Thoughts
December 31, 2018
Dearest and sweetest thoughts
Enter my mind today
Let them carry me thru the New Year
And onward
To each and every
Passing day.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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Today Or Yesterday
June 8, 2018No makeup on today
Or yesterday
Skin festering, itching burning
Hives have made their way
Onto my face, my neck
Above my heart
Everywhere it seems
Gasping for some respite
Scratched raw
Went seeking help
Not once but twice
Yesterday.
The world has turned again
For today
I have my peace, my rest
Skin reduced to normal
Not like yesterday
On rising this morning, today
No more itching
Scratching
Like yesterday.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
