I don’t like
the one I’ve become
I want to be
that
other one
The one that laughs
sees the light
holds close
evening’s delight
Let me be, let me see
that person
I was
I wish once more
to be.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2024



I hear
the engine roar
the smoke billow
and
fly high
up into the air
high
up to the sky
I see people laughing
cordially
taking steps to be
in the midst
of
everything
I feel excitement
racing
round the curves
down
the track
in
anticipation
of
who’s to win
The first
to cross the finish line
the one I know
all
will celebrate and cheer
The one
who’s
the winner.
That’s what I do hear.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2024






I have lived before
I have lived a life
In the distant past
Good or bad I had
A life before memories
Faded
In the distant past
They didn’t last
As new ones evolved
Different but built on
That life lived
In the distant past.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020

You walked a mile
You walked to town to buy groceries
You walked for fun
And
I think to clear your head
Of
Things not necessary.
Your quiet way, your giggle
Your wave
As you walked
In the middle of the road
I miss these
I miss
Everything
About you already
But
Most of all
I miss you.
There’s a chair for you
To rest on
As you walk
This last walk, this journey
You’re now taking.
Please, when you get there
Let us know
You made it safely
That
You’re resting nicely
You’re laughing
With your old friends
You made it there.
Walk carefully, walk gently
Sweet Patsy
We miss you
But
We know you now walk
Freely
With not a care.
~ Patrice
Rest in Peace Patsy ❤️💞❤️
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2024
