by Patrice Clarkson | Jun 4, 2018 | My Musings, Poetry
Sadly see panic, terror On the face of one I love Can’t help Have to let it be Pass thru, let it pass Understand it did happen But now Now it’s in the past Where you can let it be What it was What came to be I can’t know nor understand Only support...
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....