Today is the day.
Today is the combination
Of all your past days.
Making today better than yesterday
Because you know more
Than you did yesterday.
And not as much
As you’ll know tomorrow.
So, today is the day.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011

Today is the day.
Today is the combination
Of all your past days.
Making today better than yesterday
Because you know more
Than you did yesterday.
And not as much
As you’ll know tomorrow.
So, today is the day.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011

All is seen, all is glad
Be ye thankful
For all you’ve had
Can’t take it away
Nor make it bad.
Just believe in yourself
And just be glad
You’ve been given
A gift that many
Have never had.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson
– 2011

The joy of reliving yesterday
Remembering the journey
That was begun.
No regrets to take with us
Only those already spun.
Mystical powers allowing us
To be changing always
Changing none.
We relive the past
And find the peace
That only yesterday
Could give us some.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011


Today I remember
Someone
Great to me.
Someone
Who gave me life
And is forever
Part of me.
Someone
Who took the time
And began the task
Of making me, me.
Someone
Wise and talented
Knowing when
To be still
And when to be.
Someone
Whose life
Was not often easy
But she accepted
The task
And made it be
What it must be.
That someone
Was my mother
Someone
Always great to me.
I miss you and remember
You’ll always be
Someone
Great to me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011

Deadly night giving way
To joy of a dawning new day
Darkness swept away.
Bright, clear light
Soothing frightened spirits
Embracing tattered souls.
Raising up their kind hearts
Holding til they alone can do
Tragic loss gaining something new.
Be kind, be felt
For you in turn
Shall do.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011

Three years ago tomorrow,
Monty died today.
I Feel the sadness and the pain
Just like it was yesterday.
He stayed with us a little longer
Not for himself, but to help make us stronger,
To be able to accept that final day.
Three years ago tomorrow,
When Monty died today.
To cherish and remember
All that was good and dear.
About Monty,
who three years ago tomorrow
Died today.
The last day of February,
The 29th to be exact
Which tomorrow isn’t there
So, three years ago tomorrow,
Monty died today.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011

My life is my own. I alone chart the course, stay the way.
I alone am master of my destiny.
~ Patrice

The whole realm encompasses everything. Nothing is left out. All is one One is all.
~ Patrice