by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 17, 2020 | Poetry
The virus spreads Rearing it’s ugly head All across An unsuspecting land. No one knows Where it will go Only know its come. It’s infectious spread Crosses Across a frightened land. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 17, 2014 | My Musings, Poetry
St. Paddy’s Day A custom from a land far away Brought here by those coming To make a new life in a new land But bringing too a piece of the old homeland. St. Paddy’s Day Isn’t it grand to celebrate it Across the world, across the land. ~ Patrice...