Looking Out My Window

Looking out my window Seeing life displayed Playing out sometimes In misery Sometimes in loving grace I can see no happy feeling Accompanies A penitent, sad face But all is as it should be All live life trying not to scar Or leave a marring footprint A telling trace....

So Much Has Changed

So much has changed The world is not, not the same. Death, anger, disarray Where do I belong in this change Playing out on what seems a sunny day. ~ Patrice   © Patrice Clarkson – 2014