When I think all is lost
You come and hold me.

You give me strength
When I feel so weak
You give me hope
A chance to speak
The words that heal me.

My heart’s not broken
It mends, it sees me
Go ahead with life
With you beside me.
~ Patrice  

In memory of Monica – Rest in Heavenly Peace 

Morning Glories ~ Photo by Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016