A home is a home
No matter where you reside
A home is a home
No matter the size.
A home is where we go
And we share
All that’s important
And shows we do care.
A home is a home
And where we come
To be secure surrounded
With all we love.
Be it with our child
Our brothers, our sisters
Our father, our spouse
Or mother
A home is a home.
No matter where
We roam or stay
A home is still home
When we nestle in
And love one another.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
To live in turmoil is to not exist. ~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Lost in the wilderness
Lost in me.
Striving to find success
Striving to find me.
Seeing constant
Seeing nobody
And nobody is me.
Why have I lost this?
Why is it me?
Feeling a soft caress
Gently caressing me
Softly letting me see
I don’t need to be lost
I only need to be me.
No lost in the wilderness
No silly lost me
Return that soft caress
That sweet kiss, kissing me
Found in the wild wilderness
That’s where I found me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
I’ve always had that Gentle Soul
Guiding me thru tough
Tumultuous times
At my side they’d be
When no one else did care.
That Gentle Soul would reach down
Pick me up, quietly set me
On the proper path
Never asked, always there
To help guide me anywhere.
That Gentle Soul has saved my life
Guided me thru all kinds of strife
I owe so much, I must give back
Kindness to those on their own path.
That Gentle Soul has guided me
Now I must do the same for thee.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
I remember when
It was bliss and happiness.
The world was mine
To chose to do
Whatever I choose to do.
No restrictions, no what ifs
Nothing to dim the mix.
Talented, optimistic
That’s what I saw.
I could do it all
Cut thru the impossible
Walk on water
Anything and everything.
Yes, I could do it all.
I smile to see
Those thoughts
That dwelt inside of me.
For life is different now
Than what I did expect.
Not so bad
For I did get
That needed in
Fulfilling my soul
Becoming
What God expects.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
I thank those of you
Who treated me
In my ‘Blond’ time
With respect and dignity.
And for those
Who laughed
And ridiculed
I thank you too.
For you have let me see
There are beautiful people
In this world
And ones filled
With misery.
You have a place
Here in this world
But it is nowhere
Near or part of me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Focus
Focus on my mind.
What has it to offer?
What has it to demand?
Let it work along side
My heart
To fulfill all I can.
Focus
Focus and be
The person
Whose made a difference
Whose took a stand.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Anger frustration
Darkness and fear.
They dwell here.
A moment ago
I drove them out
Back they came
Right back here.
Freedom to lose them
Freedom to be happy
Without anger, frustration
Darkness and fear.
No one to blame
No one to fear.
Muster the courage
Step out of the darkness
Step there to the place
We hold dear.
No anger, frustration
Darkness or fear.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Dreams are forgotten
Never to be told
Dreams
Never to unfold.
Dreams of splendour
Happiness and fame
All to be seen
Going down the drain.
Sadness, despair
Anguish and heartache
Tear at the soul
Shattered
Fall to the floor
Never, no more.
Up from the tatters
Mended but bruised
Focused on laughter
Making that dream
Come true.
Watch as dreams
Of splendour and happiness
Unfold to be true
This too can be you.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Once
Once upon a time
I dreamed
Dreamed you were mine.
This was a time
When all was perfect
And sublime.
Yes, you were mine
When I dreamed of a
Oh so perfect time.
No bittersweet goodbyes
Only loving, happy times
When you were mine
In a perfect time.
It was a time
The sun shone down on us
Filling all with a radiant glow
Of tender love
Sweet tender love.
I dreamed a dream
Once upon a time
When you
You were mine.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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