Wandering Thru My Heartland

Wandering thru my heartland Down by the meadow where an old tree stands No one knows the meadow nor the stream tricking by Only robins and larks sing the way to the meadow Where squirrels sleep and play near by. May my wandering thru grasses Growing tall in that sweet...

Not Knowing

  Not knowing what will occur Or sure what’s been done Then Slowly I realize I belong To the world’s outcome. I see the happy and good in all this Despair Giving joy for now I know Going back or staying I just can’t be there. Feeling excitement...

I Thought

I thought of that And now don’t know why. I thought of this And now I feel a need to cry. I thought of things And still didn’t feel a thing. I thought so And now I know I didn’t know Anything. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...

Watching The World

Watching the world in front of me Busy, gracefully happy It is what it is and can be. Part of my dream, my fantasy Not a word is said, no thunder clap Only conveyed heartfelt courtesy. With this and that sitting here quietly Smiling joyfully Watching the world unfold...