Finding my way
Sometimes is the hardest thing
I have to do.
Many paths to take
Which is right
For me, for you.
Let no one decide
Make the decision for me
Or for you.
Inside, we know the right path
The one to take
Just listen, they’ll tell you.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Time ends
All
Passes by.
No one is questioned
Nor knows
The reason why.
Hearts are broken
Mended
Then left to survive.
Some make it
Others
Well we cry.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Seasons come they do change
Frosting all way down the lane
No one sees, no one does
Know the answers
Of this unconditional love.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Sacrifice needs not to be
Nor neither give in
No
This is not your destiny.
Abuse no one in your passage
Just
Proud, strong and kind
These are what is needed
In all of human kind.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
I don’t need to write each day
Nothing says I must, I may.
Not only of heartache do I tell a written tale
With knowing words that ache
As t’s are crossed and hope is there and all I’ve got.
But still, no one, nothing says
I must, I may write these words
Swirling in my head.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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