Wishing all
‘HAPPY HOILDAYS’
Staying safe and healthy each and everyday
~ Patrice
The feeder hangs
Quiet and discreet
Waiting for company
To enjoy her treats.
No bad or evil thoughts
Does she convey
Feeding all who happen
To pass her way.
Filled up or near empty
She stands quietly there
Holding something
She lives to share.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson 2017
My journey is special
I am elite
No one else walks, talks
Or looks like me.
My heart skips a beat
When I look in the mirror
For there someone exceptional
Is looking at me.
No one in this world
This story or be
The exact same example
The same human being.
I am special
I am me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Death is overpowering me
Coming, telling me
What to do, where to go
Where to be.
Death is walking beside me
Holding gently, telling me
Souls who go don’t leave
They too, are alongside me.
Death is breathing life inside me
My time will come but not now
Go live a life full of love
Fun and beauty.
This death tells me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
A smile changes you
And
The world you smile upon.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
As I sit here thinking
Of what is to be
And been
My mind wanders to things
That have passed, have been.
There are no memories
As strong as those
That I’ve lived
Been part of
Those that have been.
Future dreams that I’ll be living
Won’t be nothing
Won’t be memories til
They’ve passed thru my living
Going into what has been.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
I sit here wishing
What is
Could not be.
Hoping life
Would be a little gentler
Take pity on me.
Trusting it
Will get better
So all can be happy.
Doesn’t matter what I wish
Cause life is
What it will be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Remember when
The world was small
Worries, cares were nothing
To speak of at all.
No crashing down
Of a market
Not really existing
Not at all.
No change in time
It just moved forward
Regardless of everything
Anything at all.
No mushroom cloud
No toxic smoke
No weeping, wailing
All lost hope.
Those were to come
But when
The world was small
None of that mattered
Not at all.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
I feel a heart beating
Here in my own heart
I feel a sadness blue
I know I’ve lost a time
When I lost
Lost you
Moved on
But every now and then
I think
And that’s when
I find myself
Missing you.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Did you see me?
Were you able to tell me
All that needs to be said
All that is held close
No heartache, no dread.
Did you see me?
Did you feel my heart skip a beat
My breath intake
When I looked
Looked at all the beauty.
Did you see me?
Will you help me
Climb into the highest sky
Gliding thru heavy laden clouds
Knowing all will be well
Breathing in, breathing out.
Did you see me?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
I will survive
I will breathe and be alive
I will rejoice
I will have a choice in decisions made
I will laugh and cry
I will live then die
But
I will
I will survive.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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