Sara Kendrick Poet Quintain (English)

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Reading to your child can open the door to many possibilities..

Nursery Rhymes Opened the Door

I loved nursery rhymes as a child.
Just listening to them being read
Relaxed me, made me smile, calmed the wild.
Rhymes like "Little Miss Muffet" who frightened fled.
And  "Little Boy Blue' who slept soundly when he lay his head.

Then I had a teacer who quoted poems 
From her gifted head, drew me into the flow
When certain rhythm of words was read.
My heart began to internally glow.
Within my being the love did grow.

Then time and crisis opened the closed door.
I began to try to write to deal with stress.
A major health crisis opened more
My heart to let my deep feelings confess.
Writing helps heal great distress...

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Bl Devnath December 6, 2011 at 11:00 AM It bears a sweet truth no one can deny. Loved it much, much.........bl

M.I.A . December 5, 2011 at 7:55 PM ow, so true. thanks for sharing your story, it's an open door

Jancarl Campi December 5, 2011 at 1:04 PM A good piece of work here. Writing and reading poetry is really soul lifting. Take care. May you be lucky in the contest. JancarlC.

Francine Roberts December 4, 2011 at 8:54 PM beautifully penned entry for the contest, best of luck

James Peranteau December 4, 2011 at 5:11 PM This is such a timely write dear poet...if'n ya only knew ! Awesome Sara ! Have a wonderful week my friend ! Much love, james

Andrea Dietrich December 4, 2011 at 3:59 PM I think you told us very nicely what brought you to poetry, Sara. Exactly what he was wanting!

Debbie Guzzi December 4, 2011 at 3:35 PM so true, writing helps in so many ways, thanks for stopping by my writes. Light & Love

Jack Horne December 4, 2011 at 3:34 PM Love this nostalgic opiece, my friend. I can remember my teacher reading the class nursery rhymes too. My favourite was when she read us a little poem about the Eddystone Lighthouse keeper. Something about his marrying a mermaid.