When I Was Lost

When I was lost, nowhere to go She was there This I know. Holding still Sitting quietly next to me Not on a chair But a presence I could feel, I could not see. Quietly she spoke Her hand reaching out Caressing my spirit, my soul This being called Me. She told of...

Gentle Kindness

        Gentle kindness Softly touching you Caressing, soothing wounds So deep And pushing wrongs The other way. No regret nor remorse None have come to play Just loving thoughts Holding you In a place of kindness Each and everyday. ~ Patrice...