Morning Doves And Evening Grosbeaks

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Morning doves and evening grosbeaks
Ever wonder why the names they got
What they seek?

And how come blue jays cry?

While chickadees speak
Crows caw?

Truth is, that too
We don’t know why.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

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Morning Doves And Evening Grosbeaks

Morning doves and evening grosbeaks
Ever wonder why the names they got
What they seek?

And how come blue jays cry?

While chickadees speak
Crows caw?

Truth is, that too
We don’t know why.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

Wonders Why

All the world
Wonders why
Why it spins
Falling never
Never calling out
Never stopping
Stopping
Stopping
To wonder why.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

My Heart Wonders

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My heart wonders where you’ve been
Loved you, lost you, can’t begin.

Anger, sadness creeping in
Gentle kindness hidden somewhere then.

Feel the touch of hearts afire
Smouldering eyes, full of desire.

No one knows where it goes
Bumpy, hilly, soft or kind, rocky crevice ours to find.

Now must go where hearts do flow
No troubles, no big or little cares I’ll know.

For you see, you’ll be in my dreams tonight
Full of love, wonder, so much delight.

There with trembling lips we’ll gently kiss
Sharing loving, sweet night bliss.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Everything

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Everything is for a reason.
Not mine to wonder why.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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Wondering Why

Wondering why clouds can float
In the sky
I wonder, wonder why.

Wondering why heaven doesn’t fall
From the blue, blue sky
I wonder, wonder why.

Wondering why hearts open up
And break in two
I wonder, wonder why.

Wondering why when I see you
Clouds float heaven all around
And my heart opens up with love
Enveloping everything beneath the sky
I wonder, wonder why.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

Wonder Why

Did you ever wonder why
We did the things we thought
The things we did?

No one else could tell
How it would go
It would smell
No one said or did they yell.

Then its over, we could tell
No morse code
No Hail Mary
Or playing William Tell.

All’s gone, all that’s left
Is the wonder why
We did the things we thought
The things we did
So well.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

Wonder Why

Wonder why is the question I need to know
Now, before I die please show
See the happiness, see the sadness
Wonder, wonder why?

Beauty surrounds, beauty and glory
Making my life a beautiful story
Questions still there, still asking
Wondering, wondering why?

That seems to be the way
That seems to be the making of a life
But can’t help wondering, can’t help saying
I wonder, wonder why?
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

Everything

 

 

 

 

 

Everything is for a reason.
Not mine to wonder why.
~ Patrice

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013