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The Hearts

October 17, 2018

The hearts of men and every woman
Beat, pound a melodic rhythm
Breath taken in, breathing out
Lungs expand and eyes look about
Fingers touch a soft, gentle ground
As feet run full speed all around.

All this done with not a thought
Of how to do it or where it starts
For life begins and only stops
When the end has come
And the heart, it stops.
~ Patrice

Purple Wildflower - Photo by Patrice

© PatriceClarkson – 2018

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5 comments

  1. beth's avatar

    This is really nice, Patrice

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         by ksbeth October 17, 2018 at 3:32 pm
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  2. The Muscleheaded Blog's avatar

    Insightful write!

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         by The Muscleheaded Blog October 18, 2018 at 1:57 am
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  3. Patrice's avatar

    Reblogged this on Patrice Clarkson's Blog.

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         by Patrice October 28, 2022 at 10:30 am
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