Soft and tender my heart waits to remember
Kisses, caresses I’ve lived in my life, seen in my life
Gentle and kind
Making my world one I don’t mind.
The heart is full with it all
Trying to make sense of it all
Because blessed we be
When in the midst of some senseless tragedy
We see a soul soft and tender
That’s when we remember
Remember our heart is full, full of it all
Soft and tender.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson ~ 2014
Everyday’s a treasure
A treasure to be able to share it with you
And I think it is a treasure not only for me
But for you too.
A treasure for me and for you.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
For all I know
The world may not be round
It could be full of crowded, crumbly ground
Coming up, breaking down
For all I know.
For all I know
Birds sing to bring joy and happiness
In the chilly, warming spring
For all I know.
For all I know
The squirrel runs, the rabbit plays
Making life an serious, endless game
For all I know.
For all I know
Rain falls to the ground
Spreading life most profound
Asking nothing in return
For all I know.
For all I know
Skin is not skin deep
It lives and breathes
It holds the soul within the body
Until it’s time to go
For all I know. For all I know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson ~ 2014
I live in a magical place. Birds sing and trees say grace. ~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
It’s going to be okay
All this badness will fade away
It’s going to be okay.
Tears will be for not
It’s going to be okay
On this sad but sunny day
I know, I pray
It’s going to be okay.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson 2014
Then the rain came falling down
Sparks of water splashing on the ground
Feeding life to all beings found
Resting only in between showers pouring
Raining down
Soaking up the fallen down.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Flowing, flowing with the master plan
Down the path, across the land
Cuddling close, loving lots
Flowing, flowing with the master plan.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Tremendous so it seems walking thru the maze
Pass what beams life back to me
From an unearthly realm on a heavenly stream.
Touch the golden glow
Bask in that fantasy stream
Mellow is the fellow born to feel all that
That doesn’t seem.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Birds singing in a far tree
Silent sun’s rays breaking thru hovering
Bee doesn’t know you or me.
Tree leans to the sun as squirrels
Scurry, gathering keys
Unlocking nothing for chipmunks scold
Cussing unknown foe hiding
Waiting for them to go.
Spring day starts lasting
Into summer sun
Join the crowd travel
With them til evening comes.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Wondering why or did I see
How the heart mends
Without any seams.
Tragedy, chaos and most likely strife
Rip holes in my being
Then along comes kindness
Dipped in strength
Changing everything.
A smile, a laugh, a gentle caress
Hold me together
Thru anything.
I’m not wondering
I know, I see
With love my heart mends
Without any seams.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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