Do you know where we’re going
Or where we’ve been?
Are the answers questions
That never seem to have been.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Lying in wait of something grand
Making no mistake
The heart is totally in command
As I listen to my soul who knows
That no one will ever love
As much as you and I
This I know
This I understand.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
We have no concerns
That bother us, we take them in
Our stride.
Neither can hardships concern us
If we smile and know the thing is
We’re alive.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Focus
Focus on my mind.
What has it to offer?
What has it to demand?
Let it work along side
My heart
To fulfill all I can.
Focus
Focus and be
The person
Whose made a difference
Whose took a stand.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Me, Myself and I
Together we go thru life
Me, Myself and I
Conquering strife, living life
Me, Myself and I
No one knows or been told that
Me, Myself and I
Can survive anything if we stand together
Me, Myself and I
Don’t know why life is this way but
We’ll live and love in a way,
Each and everyday
So there’ll be no remorse for
Me, Myself and I.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Dreams are forgotten
Never to be told
Dreams
Never to unfold.
Dreams of splendour
Happiness and fame
All to be seen
Going down the drain.
Sadness, despair
Anguish and heartache
Tear at the soul
Shattered
Fall to the floor
Never, no more.
Up from the tatters
Mended but bruised
Focused on laughter
Making that dream
Come true.
Watch as dreams
Of splendour and happiness
Unfold to be true
This too can be you.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Disaster could have happened
Tragedy could have fell
Heartache in the moment
So fast no one could tell
If the world was alright
Or descended into Hell.
Prayers were answered, lives spared
But the fear of danger will forever tear
At a heart beating rapidly
Frantic to get to safety
To get away, to be spared.
All is quiet now
Birds sing a happy song
And
Somewhere in the forest, a mother
Loves her fawn.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Our rottie attacked a fawn about the same size as him in our backyard this morning. Fortunately, we got to them before any harm was done and the fawn was reunited with it’s mother.
We wonder lots of things
We ponder everything
We walk in step with nature
Believing
Anything is possible
Anything.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Once
Once upon a time
I dreamed
Dreamed you were mine.
This was a time
When all was perfect
And sublime.
Yes, you were mine
When I dreamed of a
Oh so perfect time.
No bittersweet goodbyes
Only loving, happy times
When you were mine
In a perfect time.
It was a time
The sun shone down on us
Filling all with a radiant glow
Of tender love
Sweet tender love.
I dreamed a dream
Once upon a time
When you
You were mine.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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