by Patrice Clarkson | Mar 26, 2020 | My Musings, Poetry
The sun breaks over a brown earth Left as if dead from winter storms But then In the midst of all broke Deemed dead and dying Is a small green shoot Emerging Bringing life To a winter weary land. The warm sun gives life Nurtures The rising ones Spring Has come As...
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 6, 2014 | My Musings, Poetry
Life’s not easy but what I’ve got Even if I sacrifice, pay my dues Know it doesn’t mean I get to cruise. If the hard work never stops Does it mean I’ll not Feel fun and laughter, give it up Be satisfied with my lot? Absolutely, absolutely not....
