Sara Kendrick Poet Free verse

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Mom PS

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Learning to change stinky diapers
                 While holding my breath
                    A screaming, hungry baby
                       Tearing my nerves apart  

And then feeding them warm milk
        That puts them to sleep
              So peaceful and angel like
                    Until the wailing starts  

Bam! The doctor says
     Congratulations you are expecting
          Oh! No!!! Not again this soon
                Let the nausea begin

Then the days and years click by
        One is busy destroying everything
              The other one holds onto your leg
                   While you try to cook and clean

Something happened 
      I guess it is a miracle
           The nausea happened
               While I was supposed to be protected

There was a pinprick in the diaphram
      I did not see it there
           Well, another miracle
              Who has red hair  

There were many jobs
      In my lifetime
        Teacher, Census worker
           Wife and pastor husband support

The most important though
    So it seemed was
      Being a support
        For my husband and children 

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William Kelii Kekaula February 23, 2024 at 10:15 AM The sweet life, Sara, being a young dad, then more so a working father after my wife died with a young growing family, thanks to mom and three sisters, they helped to smooth the rough edges of my life. A beautiful sharing, Sara, my heartfelt thanks--mom. Aloha, William Sara Kendrick February 23, 2024 at 2:30 PM Hilo, I am glad that you had a support system to fill in the gap when your wife died. I know that had to be a very difficult time for you in so many ways. Thanks for stopping by. Sara K

Jay Narain February 23, 2024 at 9:49 AM Nothing like being a mom. Love and life mingling together. Great winning poem. Sara Kendrick February 23, 2024 at 2:29 PM Yes, Jay. Of course, there are good days and bad days. Thanks for the visit. Sara K

Kim Rodrigues February 23, 2024 at 6:39 AM Though some don’t deem it as important, it is of ultimate importance to serve as a mom. The job dirty, sometimes thankless, lonely even. And “ Teacher, Census worker Wife and pastor husband support,” all important :) Congratulations! Sara Kendrick February 23, 2024 at 8:32 AM Thank you, Kim. Yes, being a parent is the most important role we play. It is sometimes thankless as you say. Thanks for dropping by with thanks. Sara K

Joe Maverick February 8, 2024 at 3:43 PM God bless familiys everywhere and Thise who wish to have one, or value Them..' well conveyed here Sara.' Sara Kendrick February 8, 2024 at 10:15 PM Why, thank you, Joe. Much appreciated ...Sara K

Beata Agustin February 8, 2024 at 3:49 AM Thanks so much for sharing this... Being a Mom in our orphanage and to a special child, I can relate to this...God bless you. Sara Kendrick February 8, 2024 at 4:49 AM Beata, caring for your own children is not easy and taking on the responsibility of child that belongs to someone else is a worthy calling. Life is not easy at the best and with the added problems of a child that has handicaps of one sort, or another complicates things. Thanks for the visit. Sara K

Anne-Lise Andresen February 7, 2024 at 9:57 AM - Thank you for the first two lines ... (an important lesson :)) - A pleasure to read this lovely poem, Sara :) - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs Sara Kendrick February 7, 2024 at 1:52 PM Thank you, Anne-Lise. It is challenging to change those diapers, but it can be done. Thanks for the visit. Sara K

Daniel Henry Rodgers February 7, 2024 at 6:54 AM Dear Sara The raw honesty of the first few lines....the chaotic, exhausting, yet undeniably precious early days of motherhood. The contrast between the screaming baby and the slumber is so real, it made me chuckle and sigh all at once. It's a rollercoaster of emotions mixed with love, apprehension, and maybe a touch of fear. Sara, you don't shy away from the messy realities of motherhood, but you also highlight the love, resilience, and selflessness that come with it. - Blessings, Daniel Sara Kendrick February 7, 2024 at 9:04 AM Why, thank you, Daniel. It is a rollercoaster ride for sure during those early years then again in the teens. They are a lot of fun, barrel of laughs, and joy in a life that might otherwise be just blah. Your comment added a great dimension to my page. Sara K

Vijay Pandit February 6, 2024 at 5:33 AM A poem so special--a wonderful memory recall reminiscing in joy of family. The ending stanza sums it up nicely, Sara-- the major role mothers and wives play--they are the pillars that hold everything in place. Sara Kendrick February 6, 2024 at 6:13 AM Why, thank you, Vijay. When the mother dies, a family goes their own way. Thanks for dropping by..Sara K

Hiya Sharma February 6, 2024 at 4:29 AM Oh my, this is such a beautiful write dear Sara.. Children truly come as a blessing in one's life.. They can heal all the worries with their innocent smile and giggles. You've wonderfully explored the emotions when things happen suddenly and especially when the responsibilities of motherhood double. But as much as comes in as our duties being multiplied, the happiness gets multiplied too. A soulful and wonderfully crafted poem, indeed. Sending you many best wishes and love :) Sara Kendrick February 6, 2024 at 6:11 AM Yes, Hiya, we can get lots of laughs and lots of fun, but also lots of responsibilities plus they get to be teenagers. My mother used to say when they are little they walk on your toes and when they get grown they walk on your heart. Thank you for your visit and the supporting comment. Sara K

Ink Empress February 6, 2024 at 2:43 AM Awwn yes children are a blessing really. And the way youv written about that is soulful and any mother can resonate. I wish i had more kids too. Some might think motherhood is easy, but it is a job too which requires time and patience plus energy. I enjoyed reading this. Best wishes if this is for the contest, sending you light always Sara Kendrick February 6, 2024 at 6:09 AM My energy has about drained. I should have bought the energizer bunny kind of batteries. LOL..Thank you, IE. I have one great granddaughter now. She has turned 4 years old. Well, actually I have two, but it is a long story. Sara K

Victor Buhagiar February 5, 2024 at 10:33 AM Motherhood ought to be lauded. My sorrow is I had only one child. Sara Kendrick February 5, 2024 at 11:20 AM Victor, taking care of children is not easy since it includes all the other responsibilities that goes along with it, but I made it through. Thanks for dropping by and saying that motherhood should be lauded and you are sorry that you only had one child. A good healthy normal child is wonderful and the grandchildren that come later are wonderful as well. Sara K

Sotto Poet February 5, 2024 at 9:44 AM The journey of motherhood, from the challenges of caring for young children to the unexpected joy of a new pregnancy, and the ultimate importance of supporting one's family is so well depicted in your poem, Sara. You used straightforward language to convey the raw emotions and experiences of motherhood. The word choice is relatable and evokes the everyday challenges and joys of parenting. Sara Kendrick February 5, 2024 at 9:56 AM Thank you, Lasaad. I appreciate the visit. Yes, there are joys of being a parent and also times of sadness. Sara K