Save myself, help myself
Do not accept defeat
Power, strength moves mountains
Higher expectations cancel out retreat.
Now is the time to stand
Stand right on the line not looking back
Accepting the fact that I am
I am.
I am the one who has the will
The power to help and save
That person who I am
This I know, I know I am.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Sorely saddened by my loss
So very hard to pay this cost
Of living life with those I love
Now gone, I pay the price
For loss of them in this life.
But
I’ll gladly pay that price again
For the years of love
I’ve been given
It’s priceless even though
I know
I’ll be sad down the road.
Saddened by my loss
Is a price I’ll gladly pay
To have had you in my life
Even if for just a day.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Cpl. Nathan Cirillo, was shot and killed while on honorary guard at the National War Memorial in Ottawa.
Warrant Officer Patrice Vincent, was killed after being struck in a hit-and-run attack in St-Jean-sur-Richelieu, Quebec.
Death, killed and died
Did no wrong, we cry
We cry.
Makes no sense
Why, why
Why?
Death, death
No reason why
No sane reason why.
~ Patrice
My condolences to the family, the friends of
Cpl. Nathan Cirillo and Warrant Officer Patrice Vincent
They served with courage and with honour. They gave the ultimate sacrifice.
Rest in the arms of God, brave soldiers
We Thank You. We Honour You
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Dear sweet spirit take control
Guide my hand, my heart
And please my soul.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Saddened by what has happened
Devastated by what is done.
Moving forward with a heavy heart
Feeling as though I’m coming undone.
It will get better
The sun will shine once again.
But for now there is no light
Darkness engulfs a healing sun.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Say no more
Stand still and tall
You will weather the beating storm
Say no more
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
I can see her body lying there
I can see her breath move up and down
Now between life and afterlife
Her mind is slowing down
She greets the ones who’ve gone before
She smiles and wags her tail
My hand it brings her back
She knows it’s stroke she’ll feel just this once more
With silent eyes open wide her heart it beats
No more. ~ Patrice
Rest in peace dear, sweet Ursa, my little pumpkin
Ursa De L’Etang D’illhaeusern ~ August 25, 2003 ~ October 17, 2014
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Dear sweet Ursa is about to pass
Her love, her life has been such a large part
Of my life, my heart.
Don’t want her to go, she can’t stay
Her body’s broken
No more run, no more play.
My heart too is broken, shattered apart
Breaking to lose
This loving, loyal little rott.
I must let her go, let her pass
Her heart, her soul shall rest at last
With those already gone, already pasted.
I love you so, so hard to let go
I must, I must but this I know
You’ll live now forever
Deep inside my heart, beside my soul.
~Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Quandary going on
What is right. What is wrong.
One step forward. Ten steps back
Don’t turn around, don’t look back.
Heart is whole, mind is clear
Take what you need and hold so dear.
No dilemma, will carry on
The way is right, you’ll hear your song.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
A great sadness
Has taken over my life.
A great sadness
Not from stress, toil or strife.
A great sadness
Gives me no relief.
A great sadness
Is this that I speak.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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