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Soft And Tender

July 9, 2014

Travellers Thru Life ~ Photo by Patrice

Soft and tender my heart waits to remember
Kisses, caresses I’ve lived in my life, seen in my life
Gentle and kind
Making my world one I don’t mind.

The heart is full with it all
Trying to make sense of it all
Because blessed we be
When in the midst of some senseless tragedy
We see a soul soft and tender
That’s when we remember
Remember our heart is full, full of it all
Soft and tender.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson ~ 2014

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2 comments

  1. johncoyote's avatar

    I agree. We need to be soft and tender with the heart. A beautiful and hopeful poem.

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         by johncoyote July 9, 2014 at 10:35 am
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    • Patrice's avatar

      Thank you very much. When I wrote this poem, I was going thru a rough time and felt that I could only get thru it with gentle kindness, with softness and love. So glad you saw the ‘Hopeful’ I was feeling and trying to project.
      Cheers and blessing

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           by Patrice July 9, 2014 at 10:48 am
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