Sara Kendrick Poet Rhyme

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Croaking of many bullfrogs
At the break of day
In a frozen barren wasteland
Would surprise one I'll say

North winds are howling all around
I shiver from the cold
Roaring breezes are eerie now
But hearth's fire flames enfolds

Thank you, Lord, for daily warmth
And shelter from the cold

Unfinished...


I was watching Reflections on Daystar
One day and they showed pictures
of Alaska(I guess) in the dead of 
winter and I could hear Bullfrogs croaking..

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Delysia Hendricks November 28, 2013 at 5:23 PM I feel for you guys having to endure such extreme temperatures. I've never seen snow in my life and I never want to. Herewith a warm hug to chase the cold, my friend. Licia :-)

Poet Destroyer A November 27, 2013 at 9:25 PM such a lovely write, hope you enjoyed your thanksgiving, always, ...p.d.

Liam Mcdaid November 27, 2013 at 1:40 PM very beautifully drawn piece

Kelly Deschler November 26, 2013 at 11:04 PM I can relate to the feeling of being thankful for warmth and shelter. We get some brutal winters here in Wisconsin, and I would not want to be without either! I am looking forward to reading this again, once it is finished. Great work so far, Sara!...Thank you for the nice visit, as always!

Russell Sivey November 26, 2013 at 6:27 PM This is a fascinating write my friend! I surely loved reading this enlightening and dynamic poem here this evening! What a lovely piece Sara, you have delighted me with your great words! Excellent Work!!

Ken Carroll November 26, 2013 at 3:39 PM Hi Sara, Wonderful winter wonder land write! Ken