by Patrice Clarkson | Apr 20, 2012 | Poetry
My friend John Is never gone Along with Carol When I needed a friend There was my friend John. Showed the world What men are made of A true friend My friend John. All those memories Are long gone But not my friend My friend John. The body may wear Give up and despair...
by Patrice Clarkson | Sep 28, 2011 | Poetry
Here I am in the land of uncertainty Hesitating, doubting all I do. Second guessing. Not seeing the blessing To have the choice to carry through And make choices I have to do. Make me strong and sure Make me decisive No longer in that hellish land Of uncertainty Not...