Things Happen by Patrice Clarkson | Dec 12, 2018 | My Musings, Poetry | 0 comments Things happen I don’t know why Placing me in places Sometimes sad Sometimes I even cry. Then the heavens open up Raining down Blessings warm and bountiful Covering everything Everything all around. ~ Patrice Patrice Clarkson – 2018 Submit a Comment Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Δ