Difficult

Difficult to remember And difficult to see Not the best to my heart I struggle to become The best that I can be. No glory accompanies the procession No marching band marches Alongside of me It’s difficult to remember It’s difficult to believe in me. ~...

Some Things Get Hard, Even Difficult

© Patrice Clarkson – 2011 Some things get hard Even difficult And you wonder Why it is to be.  You muddle forth Stepping over All the debris That hinders you and me. Sometimes tripping Sometimes skipping Feeling absolutely fuddled In this mess My life can be. ~...