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
Skirt the issue
Let it rest
That would be best
For now.
Don’t know where
It’s going to lead
But for now
Let it rest.
In the future
Down the road
All will be explained
All will be told.
Let it go
That’s what’s best
So for now
Let it rest.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Sometimes sadness falls
So far
Desperately need not
Feel that scar
Sadness
Melancholy breeding
Gaining ground.
Spreading out
Seeping deep
Within the psychic far
Oh so far around.
Trembling lips reach out
Grabbing, holding on
No hollow
Shallow victory
But a life
Maybe gone.
Tears stream down
Wanting, wailing cheeks
Splattering near
And on hardened ground
No soft tender place 
To be found.
Hold yourself together
Hold yourself
Up to the light
For even if sadness falls
Make it you who decides
On which kind
A loving
Or hardened ground.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
See me
I am here.
See me
I must not fear
You see.
See me
In all I be
See me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
The beauty of a sunset
Filtered sun falling thru
The splendour of the sea
Nothing can impress
Like the world around of me.
No one will see the ugly
No one can forsaken me
For in my opinion
My heart is an untold wonder story
That I’m settling down to read.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Some days are better
No matter the weather
So, make this day better
Than all of yesterday’s best.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
I am here
Nowhere else but here
Right now
Won’t be here forever
But I’m here right now.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Mist rises from a land
Wet with prosperity
Vibrant green leads the way
On a day full
Of joy and loyalty.
This is my day all the way
Nothing will stop me
From being that person
The land, wind and rain
Will make me.
Mist rises and I see
What I need in a land vibrant
Filled with prosperity
This will lead me
Complete me, making me that
What I need to be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Then it was over.
And I stood on the precipice watching my heart flow away.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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