Patrice Lay

I combine poetry and nature photography to express my voice, emotions and life stories. I compose music, read and daydream often. I am easily inspired and hope to inspire in return. Flowers and the sky soothe my soul.

English

Home Time

Closing my eyes, my memory reaches back. Lush green surrounds envelope my senses. Open fields caress the escarpment. Below, horses graze in giving paddocks. Everything smells like cut grass, the freshness of Spring. Protective trees sway as Jacaranda purple pulses in a light breeze. I remember picking citrus fruits on