It Blows Again

It blows again, Drifting too, across the land No remorse It just covers bursting, growing, green land Squirrels sigh, birds don’t sing Blowing snow Covers everything. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson 2016

Thinking

Thinking of the beauty Here in spring. Thinking of growth The rising from the ground. Thinking of life’s birth anew Oh so profound. Thinking of creation’s magic Like the beauty in a wren’s song. Thinking Thinking  of a song. ~ Patrice © Patrice...

Love Is Never Lost

Love is never lost Only left behind or put in a place Where it can’t grow. Sow love seeds so dear Nurture, care Watch love grow. No needy nor neglect Let love grow in your heart Don’t let it be, ever lost. For this you’ll know As you watch it grow...