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Wondering Why

August 2, 2016

Boyne River Lookout Point ~ Photo by Patrice

Wondering why clouds can float
In the sky
I wonder, wonder why.

Wondering why heaven doesn’t fall
From the blue, blue sky
I wonder, wonder why.

Wondering why hearts open up
And break in two
I wonder, wonder why.

Wondering why when I see you
Clouds float heaven all around
And my heart opens up with love
Enveloping everything beneath the sky
I wonder, wonder why.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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Why Are We Here?

January 8, 2016

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Why are we here? Where did we come from? Where will we go?
Have we been here before?
All questions that have been asked for a extremely long time.

Does my dog, my cat or horse ask the same questions? Does the deer wandering thru the woods think of these things? Does the robin sitting on her nest of eggs?

I wonder…

~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

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I Wonder What Would Happen

March 21, 2014

Perplexed Deer ~ photo by Patrice

 

I wonder what would happen
If my heart was not whole
But fractured in many pieces
Full of anguish holes.

Would I cry?
I wonder would I die?
Would I be no more?
Can’t help but wonder
Some more.

Or would I mend that heartache
Filling the anguish with love instead
That’s what I would do
I don’t need to wonder or dread.

Now I do wonder
What would become of you?
Would you believe
And come down this happy road
Accompanying me?
~ Patrice 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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Sometimes I Let It Go

March 19, 2014

Marten River ~ photo by Patrice

Sometimes I let it go
Sometimes I don’t give it a second thought.

Sometimes I wonder what happened?
What changed your mind and erased your loving heart?

Once I was all you knew
No one else you gave a second thought.

Now indifference clouds the view
Sarcasm is the voice heard a lot
No more gentle caress, no more loving thoughts.

Didn’t happen over night
It seeped in thru empty, shallow thoughts
Taking a awful tole on our gentle, loving hearts.

Sometime turn around look back down your path
See me standing all alone, looking back.

Loving as much as I did then
In the gentle, loving days
Before the empty, shallow thoughts.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014