Old Trans Canada Hwy Scene ~ Photo by Patrice

When I hear
The sound of your voice
Life becomes so dear
Clouds part, rains stop
And wrens fly near.

No one speaks a word
No one need say
The feelings felt
To convey how
The world is ours
And
We have all the love
We need today.
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020