The Crow Flies

The crow flies over skies Looking down on a world Moving forward, no lies. The crow flies calling Singing songs only loved ones Hear, don’t deny. The crow flies holding close Treasures found, lost Seen by no other eyes. The crow flies. ~ Patrice © Patrice...

Memories

Memories are with me I wish had died Memories of an existance I think of and cry No memories of happiness Or pleasure survive Remember memories That took me out Of the memories That just make me sigh Memories, my memories That make me cry. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson...

That Quiet Voice Talks

  That quiet voice talks Saying things that give me thought I listen when that quiet voice talks Telling me what will happen Giving choices when that quiet voice begins to talk. That quiet voice has carried me thru a lot Showing support, holding me up I owe that...

As I Sit Here Facing Life

As I sit here facing life Must decide my mission The way I choose To ride the ups and downs The about face The turnarounds No road is straight No path without a winding curve Negotiate Living life on your own terms. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...