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Pale Blue

Pale blue silk flung across heaven
Faint goldenrod in the east
North wind blows its mighty power
The heat pump hums to say the least

Upon a cold winter morning
Thinking what love should be
I can't remember those loving
Moments, they've disappeared from me

Once again to be touched lightly
To be told I'm loved in
Special ways, if only for a second
Each and every day

Unforced reminders of your love
That flows from thoughts of when__
Once our love was young, unhurried.
Remember way back then     

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Howard Kerr August 21, 2026 at 2:54 AM I love this heartfelt display of emotional nostalgia, Sara. My tears a stream. A credit to you in every sense.🔥🔥🔥 Howard Sara Kendrick August 21, 2026 at 5:05 AM Why, thank you, Howard. Sometimes we can feel unloved for one reason or another. This happened to be one of those moments in time. 👍. Sara K.

Sam Kauffman February 8, 2024 at 10:16 AM Sara, such a pensive poem in shades of "pale blue." Wonderful image - the vibrancy of first love fading into pale blues. Nice play on words. The emotions in this poem are so well expressed. Sending you blessings and prayers. Sara Kendrick February 8, 2024 at 11:54 AM Ahhh!! Thank you, Sam. I need all the blessings and prayers I can get. I am delighted you liked my work. Sara K

Speaks Volumes February 7, 2024 at 11:58 AM Fleeting memories of times gone by, with much happening to cloud them. I could so relate to your superb thoughts in this poem Sara. Its lovely, I read it twice, because I have had so very many thoughts on this subject, just the same as yours. You wrote it beautifully. Many best wishes. Sara Kendrick February 7, 2024 at 1:56 PM I think we all do from time to time have some of these thoughts. Then maybe we can reignite the spark that lights the flame. Thanks for dropping by. Sara K

Vijay Pandit February 6, 2024 at 6:32 AM A beautiful poem Sara. Such endearing sentiments you express: Once again to be touched lightly To be told I'm loved in Special ways, if only for a second Each and every day--Moments that make life worthwhile! Sara Kendrick February 6, 2024 at 6:32 AM Yes, they do. Thank you, Vijay. I appreciate the visit. Sara K

Unseeking Seeker February 6, 2024 at 4:21 AM Nostalgic and so tender. Somewhere along the way, sometimes the magic of love is lost, I wonder why … Sara Kendrick February 6, 2024 at 5:59 AM US, sometimes life engulfs us and we don't take the time that is needed to keep the embers burning. Also, at a certain point in life the physical part of our make-up(hormones) changes because of aging. Thanks for dropping by. Sara K

Daniel Henry Rodgers February 5, 2024 at 5:04 PM Dear Sara, A wonderful reflection on love, longing, and the passage of time. You show winter’s chill juxtaposed with the warmth of affection and reminiscence. The longing for tender moments and unforced love shows us of the beauty and fragility of human connection. Your words capture the essence of yearning for love’s gentle touch, even amidst life’s complexities. Your heartfelt verses evoke many emotions. Excellent, Sara, in many ways! - Blessings, Daniel Sara Kendrick February 6, 2024 at 5:57 AM Your visit is uplifting, Daniel. I appreciate you stopping by and taking time to comment. Sara K

Mark Hughes February 5, 2024 at 1:46 PM I find a certain connection with your very touching poem, well done Sara!! Sara Kendrick February 5, 2024 at 2:22 PM Why, thank you, Mark. I appreciate the visit and nice review of my work. Sara K

Sotto Poet February 5, 2024 at 9:48 AM The longing for love and the memories of a past love that seem to have faded away, and the desire to be reminded of it in small, unforced ways, Sara. Your vivid imagery to describe the winter morning, such as "pale blue silk flung across heaven" is so well depicted. Sara Kendrick February 5, 2024 at 10:09 AM Why, thank you, Lasaad. Your visit is uplifting. Sara K