Coughing, hacking, feeling the tightness, feeling the pain.
Snow, cold, lots and lots of chilblains.
Having a cold in winter certainly sucks and I’ll complain.
As I just sit here hoping for a warmer place to be,
Where breathing isn’t an issue
And coughing is only a distance memory.
~ Patrice
Freezing is freezing
And then there is freezing.
Not much else can be said
Other than it’s freezing.
I mean it’s freezing and freezing.
Keep yourself toasty, snugly warm
Never think freezing, only warm, warm warm.
Because it’s freezing
I mean it’s freezing and freezing.
Don’t go out, stay yourself in
Get a good book, maybe a bottle of gin
Because outside, it’s freezing
I mean it’s freezing and freezing.
No one will mind or notice you gone,
Because their busy, keeping from freezing,
Keeping themselves warm,
Because it’s freezing
I mean it’s freezing and freezing.
See you in spring
As the buds open and flower.
When it’s hot, not freezing
I mean not freezing and freezing,
But hot, hot and warm.
~ Patrice
Waiting for the tow truck
Knowing I must wait.
Wait and wait.
The universe has sent a message,
“Trust and be patience
Just wait and wait.”
Go on to other things
The things that have been put aside
“Trust and be patience
Just wait and wait.”
Don’t judge or criticize,
Don’t feel the anger or frustration,
“Trust and be patience
Just wait and wait.”
Sit and take note of the flower, the trees
And squirrel contently munching.
They all have a place in the universe,
“Trust and be patience
Just wait and wait.”
The tow truck is coming.
~ Patrice
Absolute power.
Absolute strength.
Modify nothing.
Barge forward, see the result,
See the end.
~ Patrice
Snow, snow,
Piles of snow.
Deep snow, blowing snow.
Drifting snow
Cold, cruel snow.
Soft, loving, beautiful snow.
Deep snow, blowing snow,
Snow, snow,
Piles of snow.
~ Patrice
Today I want to give homage to all those that we have loved and lost
with a writing done when my beloved Benji passed away.
The ultimate sacrifice,
The ultimate gift.
I thank you
for my freedom,
for my right to live
and choose.
If not for unselfish giving
and bravery beyond
we’d not be here today
and have that right to choose.
I bow my head
and thank you
for your service far beyond
and show my gratitude
for all those
that have gone.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Gentle souls gently resting.
Smiling faces greeting burdened souls.
Open hearts embracing those that need,
Gently raising gentle souls.
~ Patrice
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