by Patrice Clarkson | Jan 21, 2020 | Poetry
Hearing the words spoken In love and respect Makes my heart leap and regret All the things that I’ve said. Not believing the actions The smiles The love I did get. Now I know there was nothing pretend All was truthful, out in the open Love with no end. I will...
by Patrice Clarkson | Aug 15, 2012 | Poetry
I’ve always had that Gentle Soul Guiding me thru tough Tumultuous times At my side she’d be When no one else did care. That Gentle Soul would reach down Pick me up, quietly set me On the proper path Never asked, always there To help guide me anywhere. That...