Bright sunlight streams
Across the land
Brining favour and promise
To whomever
Is within her hands.
Profound love gently
caressing our motherland
moving west
Making all
A promised land.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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Very nice.
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Thank you. Those two words you’ve wrote give me a very nice, warm feeling. Thanks!
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