This Lady

In another place, another time This lady Was my nursery rhyme. She held me close, she kept me far She taught me to believe In my star. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2017

Sunset

Sun goes down Into the evening sky Leaving the moon to reflect it’s light Into the water deep and blue Turning it golden Blood red too. All is quiet in the evening sky Birds ponder the reason why As the sun now sinks Beneath the ocean blue Refreshing itself in...