Slowly I weep, embracing all the sadness I feel
Then turning it loose, to fly away on the wind
Scattered to the corners of the universe
Never to be experienced again.
Only tenderness, joy and happiness
Reside where sadness once ruled.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
My heart aches
For the girl I use to be
Finding it hard accepting
This woman I am to be.
I was innocent then
Accepting and carefree.
What happened
To that girl?
Where could she be?
Life took a toll
Leaving her as you see.
Must accept this woman
Must be pleased
And certainly see
a beautiful person too
Just not as carefree.
Happy yes, more so now
Than ever could be.
So love this woman
Because she is me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
The journey is long and the road twisting. Going places I would never expect. Enjoy this path, make the best of it and remember it only goes forward never back.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Today I feel that the world is right.
And I will succeed.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Why do I struggle? Always it’s a struggle. Does it ever get easy?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
What a wonderful place to be
Hidden in all eternity
No imperfections or self doubts
Just the best to be about.
Calmly smile, be serene
For this place there inside
All of us is waiting for a peek.
Ponder well and there to stay,
In a place of wonder to be free
For all eternity.
~ Patrice 
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
It may be a struggle but it is your struggle and you are worth it.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Broken pieces brought forth
Build again but of studier stock
To hold, withstand the mighty force
That almost brought us to our knees.
Stumble up, take a hold
Let go all thoughts of defeat.
Stand tall, be proud, be serene
For you have defeated
The awful regime.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Ponder well your journey
In the past and ask
Did I do all that could be done
To stop this tragedy?
Lives lost, such a waste
Nothing gained only
Empty, empty space .
Touch their souls
Let them see
A heart beats here
Knowing their courageousness.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Total mystery holy perceives
All that flowers
On the island of sacrilege.
Not alone, never been
Muster on across the bridge
Into beauty there to live.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
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