I’m Not The Girl

I’m not the girl I use to be Time has passed All that now is history. Gladness, sadness Whatever used to be Carries me thru On to my destiny. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2014

I Listened To You Speak

        I listened to you speak Saw what you want And seek. A sadness overwhelmed The likes of me Realizing neither I Or anyone on earth Could satisfy such a hunger Such a thirst. I came away feeling Worthless in this sadness that makes me cry For...

In His Eighteenth Year

In his eighteenth year He left your side Left a wondrous life in which He travelled far and wide And did amazing things. Not one to cringe or hide Courageous to the end Standing bravely by your side Still now, as he did then. His soul will help Will guide you thru all...

Our Neighbour Died

Our neighbour died He passed away Gone to heaven Just today. Sadness, remorse Deep regret Don’t know what happened Just yet. Lights on, police car Soft voices heard All seems extremely quiet Even calm. Most likely They can’t believe He’s gone. Passed...

Many The Border Cross

Many the border cross Up to the promised land Where joy Wonder are lost. No one is forsaken Only lost in a world Of no glory, sadness Broken hearts. Turn around Turn back The world you live in Is not the one lost. Only your way That’s the thing Lost. ~ Patrice...