by Patrice Clarkson | Jul 12, 2016 | Poetry
Disaster could have happened Tragedy could have fell Heartache in the moment So fast no one could tell If the world was alright Or descended into Hell. Prayers were answered, lives spared But the fear of danger will forever tear At a heart beating rapidly Frantic to...
by Patrice | May 23, 2012 | My Musings
This is the last except of what I experienced travelling the back gravel roads. It was something very special for me. Slowly I moved forward, the red truck behind me did also. Two vehicles came from the other way just as I came up beside the fawn.This tiny little baby...
by Patrice | May 22, 2012 | My Musings
This is the second part of what I experienced travelling the back gravel roads. It was something very special. The fawn walked slowly towards his mom. Wondered if he had been hit, but as I watched him, he seemed to move fine. His mom was so beside herself. She was a...
by Patrice | May 21, 2012 | My Musings
I experienced something very special on my way into town travelling the back way on gravel roads. Ahead in the distance, a doe was frantically running back and forth at the side of the road. Between her and my car was a tiny figure heading slowly towards her....