You didn’t tell me
You didn’t say
Those words I needed to hear
Before
Before you went away.
Silence is all I hear
Silence
Fills the hour, the day.
I’d hoped
To hear you speak
I’d hoped
You’d say
Soft, loving words to me
Before you left
Before you went away
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
Heaven sees, heaven knows
All the happenings
We need not
Disclose
Our trials, our tribulations
All our triumphs
For
She knows.
Tomorrow
Heaven will know, will see
Cause
She lives
Lives within us all
Inside of you, inside of me.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
You have the expertise
The knowledge to succeed
Just follow your heart
The small voice
Speaking.
She will tell you the way to go
The right, the wrong
All things
You think
You don’t know.
She’s called
An angel
A guardian angel
Living, breathing
Just
To help you.
Listen
And
You’ll hear
All you need
Need to know.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
I have heard
and
know
I have to be
the sweetest person
I ever can be.
Why?
you ask
Why
this has to be?
Cause the Creator
says
this is best for the world
and
of course
little
old me.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
I know once again
You are near to me
I feel your touch
Your breath breathing
Quietly
My heart pounds
My finger seek
To caress
The very essence of you
That be
To keep
Keep you forever
Here
Near to me
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
I went back after several years, to the place where I grew up.
The place where I had many happy times and wonderful memories.
I was overwhelmed to see what time has done.
My Heart does break
My soul knows
The past has gone
It exists
No more.
Times remembered
Times
From long ago past
Have faded in my memory
But
I thought
They’d last and last.
The land has covered
Over
The lane we used to walk
Trees died
Their stark bodies bent
Cracking in the wind
While bushes have overgrown
Where happiness
Should’ve been.
Surrounded
By empty, barren fields
Flourishing weeds covering in
What used to be
Fertile land growing crops
That
Nurtured creatures
Way back then.
Only memories
Now
Only fading memories
Of what was but not now
Or
Ever again.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
Tender is the heart
That beats
Coursing love thru all that speak
Never once demanding back
Only loving, loving
And
That is that.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
You gave me life
you showed me how
to
live life
exist in a world
that
sometimes wears a scowl
You didn’t accept the mundane, the trivial
you shot for the heights
you tried, you did it
then
you showed me how.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
May the trees survive winter
Blossom in the spring
Sending forth life
Giving all, nourishing.
May the sun rise in the morning
Rest asleep at night
To come up the next morning
Bringing warmth, love
And fields of waving buttercup delight.
May the seeds dropped in fall
Spring, rise, growing tall
Spreading roots out for nourishment
Leaves reaching up, growing
Til the fall.
May the wind blow breezes
Both strong or gentle
And then not at all.
May they bring on currents
Moisture, rain to quench
The thirst of everyone
Everyone, everything and all.
May, may we live
May we live us all.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Knowing
When to stop
When to go
Is
A feat that will
Save
Your life
Make all things
Prosper
Everything , all things
Grow.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
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