Heaven helps
but
we don’t see
all the beauty inside
necessity.
Neither do we travel
nor
do we see
the path trodden by the greats
the people who came before you
before me.
Their path is filled with dust
their way is lost
but in our hearts
heaven shows
their memories still exist
they are not, not lost.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
When I know the reason why I cry
I will cry the song of long ago
The one each and everyone does know
The song that fills the sky
With wonders no one can deny
Lives beneath the earth
In our hearts and all creatures
That walk the earth.
When I know the reason why
Why I cry, I cry.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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