Uplifting a life, mine or another
Feeling less anger, strife
With each endeavour.
No one is perfect
No one lives on their own
We are all connected in life
Our world, nothing is alone.
Savour each leaf, honour an insect
Going about it’s business
Unbeknown to the beaver floating
In the creek.
We are all connected
We all need to be uplifting, loving
One another no matter
Our way of life, our beliefs.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018