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Crayon Box Dreams

Yellow, happy dreams gone up in argon
Dancing dreams in laced clouds rained down to earth
White lights which give darkness a come-on
Youth's dreams, high-minded dreams what were they worth 

Sometimes sleep comes upon an aging body
Resting in afternoon's sun-filled room
Wrinkles exposed don't match the clothes shoddy
Just for a rose-colored visit he said then vroom

If only he could have lived up to those dreams
If only he hadn't drunk the first drop 
His life could have been filled with rainbow streams
My sun-filled room wouldn't be his last stop

Crayon box dreams can become reality
He passed while I made our afternoon tea   

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Andrea Dietrich Date: 6/27/2025 5:03:00 PM Wow. Very nice sonnet. Congrats on a well deserved win Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 6/28/2025 1:30:00 AM Thank you, Andrea. I appreciate the visit and kind review of my work. Sara K

Sotto Poet Date: 6/15/2025 6:51:00 AM Sara, your sonnet is really poignant. Drinking can lead to early death, hurting loved ones in the process. Congratulations on your top win. Login to Reply

Miranda Hawley Date: 6/14/2025 5:11:00 PM The last line made the poem sad. Congratulations on your win in my contest. Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 6/15/2025 4:53:00 AM Thank you, Miranda, for personally saying congratulations. Sara K

Valsa George Date: 6/12/2025 8:53:00 PM Excess drinking can lead one to his unanticipated death. If he had lived a more disciplined life, perhaps he could have realized his 'crayon box dreams'. A powerfully moving sonnet, dear Sara. Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 6/13/2025 4:41:00 AM Yes, Valsa, drinking can cause an early demise destroying one's family along the way. If a person adds smoking into the mix that can totally wipe out a person's health. Thanks for the kind review. Sara K

James Peranteau Date: 6/9/2025 12:33:00 PM my precious poet, reading you through the yearz, I feel that I know a small share uv your beautiful heart....so I feel safe to say, there will be the day where you will open your arms to fit your poppa right in close to you for the welcoming hugz, and you'll soon, soon soon after that, forget the hell and enjoy Jehovah God Almighty's promise uv "Paradise and no more sorrow"...much love Sara Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 6/9/2025 4:40:00 PM Thank you, James for the encouraging words. My biological father was not in my life because I was put up for adoption. However, this poem is not altogether about him or me. It a little mixture of poems, short stories, and books I have read over the years. Especially a poem written by Robert Frost. Sara K

Len Gasun Date: 6/8/2025 7:53:00 AM A superb sonnet my dear poet friend Sara. When I was in grade school learning at public school, I knew some classmates of mine who'd gone through difficult childhood like this because of their parent's vices. I was praying that they'll change. Thanks a lot for sharing this gem dear Sara. I'm sure this will score high. Good luck always. Hugs Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 6/8/2025 8:47:00 AM Yes, Len, the pain of an upbringing in a home where there is addiction or abuse is a lifelong emotional influence on the whole family. I feel for those who have gone through such trauma. Thanks for your visit. Sara K

Victor Buhagiar Date: 6/7/2025 1:13:00 AM An interesting and well composed sonnet. Think I saw it in some contest. If so best for a win. Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 6/7/2025 3:11:00 AM Yes, Victor, I did enter it in a contest. I don't know if it will be on the winners' list. I guess the future will hold the secret. Sara K

Anne-Lise Andresen Date: 6/6/2025 2:00:00 PM - "Just for a rose-colored visit" ... it didn't turn out like that at all ... a deeply sensitive poem, Sara - Best wishes in the contest :) - Have a lovely weekend :) - hugs Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 6/6/2025 2:09:00 PM Anne-Lise, no it did not turn out like that at all, but I think he knew he was going to die. Thanks for the visit and nice review. Sara K

Paula Goldsmith Date: 6/6/2025 11:28:00 AM Your "Crayon Box Dreams" is a powerful write. Childhood and life can be very hard. "Good Luck" if for a contest. Have a very blessed day writing away......... Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 6/6/2025 1:35:00 PM I did enter it in the contest, Paula. I don't know if it is what the sponsor of the contest wanted but the thoughts came so I wrote. Thanks for the nice comment. Sara K

Anne Winter Date: 6/6/2025 8:49:00 AM Dear Sara, oh this was so heavy to read, a very deeply emotional poem. “If only he hadn't drunk the first drop” brought tears in my eyes. A moving piece, very nicely penned. Best, Anne Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 6/6/2025 1:34:00 PM Anne, yes, youth sometimes don't think deeply enough to choose wisely. Thank you for the nice review of my work. Your time spent here is appreciated. Sara K

Tom Woody Date: 6/6/2025 6:08:00 AM Oh boy, a childhood ruined by an alcoholic father. How often this has played out in families! Still, he was being looked after to the very end. Powerful poem Sara Login to Reply Sara Kendrick Date: 6/6/2025 8:01:00 AM Tom, I was writing this one remembering some poems or short stories by Robert Frost. I kind of mixed up all those that I remembered plus added in the addiction part. I am glad you liked it. Also, remembering my childhood when my biological father who was an alcoholic called to come home but died before his family could get there. Sara K