by Patrice Clarkson | Jan 9, 2018 | My Musings, Poetry
Precious little Comes to mind When I hold the world So divine. Precious little Crosses my mind as flowers bloom Streams run wild Mountains are so fine. Precious little Is on my mind I can’t decide whether to run away Relish or to hide. Precious little Is mine...
by Patrice Clarkson | Dec 19, 2011 | Poetry
Stomach hurts, pain today Feel like just running away Instead I’ll curl up, be myself See the day go on it’s way To some place good far away There I’ll join when I’m fine With no more hurt, no more pain See you there, not far away. ~ Patrice ©...