Think the thoughts
That are beautiful
Think the ones that need to be
While treasuring times past
Dwelling in your memory.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Think the thoughts
That are beautiful
Think the ones that need to be
While treasuring times past
Dwelling in your memory.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Sorrow manifests
Deep within of me
No reason
Just fatality
Slowly rising up
Overwhelming me.
Sorrow
Sadness here
Deep within of me.
Treasure happy
Treasure gladness
See and be
For sadness
Sorrow will fill the glad
If you let it be.
Tinkle of laughter
Skipping
Down the path of destiny
Filling hearts with joy
And all necessities.
Sadness in the gutter
Sorrow no part of me
Let it be.
No sadness
No sorrow manifests
Only happiness
There
Deep within of me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
My friend John
Is never gone
Along with Carol
When I needed a friend
There was my friend John.
Showed the world
What men are made of
A true friend
My friend John.
All those memories
Are long gone
But not my friend
My friend John.
The body may wear
Give up and despair
But not the soul, the heart
Of a great, brave man
My friend John.
No remorse, no regrets
In this life he lives
Giving all for those
Surrounding, loving
My friend John.
Knowing you has been
A blessing
A treasure to behold
Thank you
My friend John.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012