Sara Kendrick Poet Rhyme

Grief's Prey

Snowflakes steadily fall down, down
White coats all the cold ground
As winter displays its beauty
All is quiet, no sound

This side of dreariness my duty
How long will this grief stay
The sun is out now can I heal
Will I linger as grief's prey     

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sara Etgen-Baker January 19, 2026 at 10:34 PM evocative poem about the melancholy that winter brings along with your grief. Sending you hugs, Sara B Sara Kendrick January 20, 2026 at 5:32 AM Thank you, Sara B. It is not easy, but I know healing is on its way. Sara K

Howard Kerr January 19, 2026 at 12:43 AM A forever haunting rhyme that evokes emotion of the most enduring kind. Heartfelt tears and sorrow make this so beauteous, Sara. Thank you for complementing my works, Howard Sara Kendrick January 19, 2026 at 5:22 AM I see you get the meaning behind the work, Howard. Your visits always are encouraging. Sara K

Paula Goldsmith January 18, 2026 at 10:37 AM "Grief's Prey" is a lovely yet sad read. I wish I could make it better for you. Hugs... Have a lovely day/week writing away................. Sara Kendrick January 18, 2026 at 12:48 PM Thank you, Paula. I know it takes time, patience and making some changes. This morning with its beauty but its cloudy skies, cold temperatures and wind chill factor was rough. I enjoyed the beauty and silence, but then had to deal with other feelings as well. Sara K

Kim Rodrigues January 18, 2026 at 10:34 AM It seems one settles into grief after the initial mourning. My heart hurts for you. Sara Kendrick January 18, 2026 at 12:45 PM Kim, grief and grieving is not easy, an individual thing plus a person takes time to heal. I appreciate the sympathy. I know it takes time and dealing with the loss. Sara K

Yann Rolland January 18, 2026 at 10:11 AM winter melancholia is deep, but spring will come soon, very touching poetry Sara Kendrick January 18, 2026 at 12:43 PM Yes, Yann, SAD can come in winter and dealing with the recent loss of my husband of 63 years doesn't help. Thanks for the visit. Sara K