Change
As the fog rises from the vale
Reaching upwards to the sky
And crickets sing their song
Thoughts leave the port and fly
Fly away thoughts to years gone by
When times were nostalgic
Great-granddaddy had hopes and dreams
Which were weighted not magic
Placed in the raging streams and gone
Like winds flush the chaff
What were those hopes for the future
Thoughts like up and down graph
As a golden ball breaks through clouds
An eerie gold radiance
The sun pierces the fog's hold on nature
Revealing change in cadence
Sara Kendrick married young and had a family soon after. After her last child went to school, she decided to pursue her GED. A gentlemen who worked with the GED program encouraged her to enroll in college. She worked part time and cared for her family in addition to her studies. She graduated from Mercer University. Several years ago, after a health crisis, she started writing poetry.
Very powerful, Sara. That first line is resonating with my poetic juices. It sets the tone for the rest of the poem. Nice job. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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Another magnificent write by you Sara! I truly loved reading this wondrous poem this evening my friend. You have delighted me by your tender words within this harmonious piece, Great work.
ReplyDeletei always love your porch inspirations - just lovely
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