Do You Know

Do you know where we’re going Or where we’ve been? Are the answers questions That never seem to have been. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2016

I Drink My Coffee

I drink my coffee I sip my tea I struggle in the morning Just to be me. Then in the afternoon It all becomes clear Salvation from questions I have no answers to No answers for Those I hold dear. As night settles in And my heart quietly rests I see I’ve been...

Why Am I Here?

Why am I here? Questions Questions are all I hear Why? Delve deep inside Your soul modest, gentle And even maybe A little slow. There in peace You survive Enveloped in strength And a moral code You can’t deny. Stand strong Breach the crest Ride the tide No one...