by Patrice Clarkson | May 23, 2013 | My Musings, Poetry
The smell of lilacs ebbs and flows Over my senses Taking me back in time When life was slow And in pastures green Children laughing, playing Running past the stream. Sweet scented lilacs are my time machine. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...
by Patrice Clarkson | Jul 27, 2012 | Affirmations, Poetry
Joyous day Glorious time Smile and laugh Feel the sky Let your legs run. Smell flowers And Taste the beauty Brought here By the sun. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2012