by Patrice | Dec 7, 2011 | Uncategorized
Turmoil, hectic, rush about. Make it plenty, plenty of whatever its about. There is no doubt This is a special time for us We must hurry, rush about. Smell the flavor Aroma whiffing ’bout Check ingredients, just the exact amount To make it pleasurable On this...
by Patrice Clarkson | Nov 28, 2011 | Poetry
This is special because I make it so Turn around, look around Make it special because I need it so. No one else has the power To make it special Only me, so make it so All your life you’ve had the right To choose to make it special And you should do so. This is yours,...