Sara Kendrick Poet Free verse

Temperament Difference

It came into my mind of long ago
How the clothesline held diapers in a row
When on those very cold days of winter
Those diapers dried on folding wooden dryer
Hanging over that ancient floor furnace
While children scattered toys skillfully
Experts were they at their fun time of play
Now there is no very ancient furnace
The children no longer play on the floor
They have gone their very separate ways
Different each in personality
Temperament difference now plainly seen

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Lynette Chachere September 15, 2010 at 4:31 PM interesting. . and sounds like something worth looking back on. wonder if they will ever cross each others path. even children so long ago will recognize the essence of a special friend. ~Always&Forever

Debbie Guzzi September 12, 2010 at 11:06 AM What a nostalgic write! (Sara I suggest you look for a Chinese Medecine Docter, usually accupuncturist can get you or make you herbal mixtures if they can't they know who can. It would not hurt anything to try it! As you have said and as I too have been told by Higher Power ..the CUP IS FULL!!!! not half full or half empty FULL! and everything man needs is here on Earth or inside of man or accesable to man, if man would only BELIEVE IT! and act! )

Linda-Marie Sweetheart September 12, 2010 at 7:58 AM So true Sara.. nice piece from diapers to grown lives... I reflect well on this piece..though never hung diapers on a cloths line..but MOM did..haha.. and she told me about it often..luv.. enjoyed this happy Sunday ...special prayers for your family at Church early morning service..luv..

Lisa Cooper September 12, 2010 at 7:51 AM ah such sweet memories. love this very well penned

Gert W. Knop September 11, 2010 at 10:54 AM Yes, Sara, times change and kids grow up, but the past will be always on our minds!...Well written, enjoyed the read! ....All the best, Gert

Hyle Chu September 11, 2010 at 8:41 AM According to a study in Ohio State University, there are only 3 temperament types. All from diapers, now all different. It was a nice read, and made me reflect on my childhood some.

Doris Culverhouse September 10, 2010 at 6:20 PM Hey...very different

Michael J. Falotico September 10, 2010 at 4:55 PM Very very well said... Im sure all Mothers feel your perfect words expressed in this Gem. Love Michael

Carolyn Devonshire September 10, 2010 at 1:16 PM Love the nostalgic quality here, Sara. We didn't have a furnace, so our clothes used to freeze on the line outside. Mom hated dryers -- said fresh air was better. Youngsters always seem so close when they are growing up, but as you say, they go their separate ways and develop their own personalities. Great poem! Love, Carolyn

Michael Hornschuch September 10, 2010 at 11:56 AM ahhh, the good ol' days....how long ago they seem...very nice write, thanks for commenting on mine..

Francine Roberts September 10, 2010 at 10:01 AM nice one Sara, much enjoyed

Wilma Neels September 10, 2010 at 9:48 AM I enjoyed the nostalgia in your write Sara, its amazing how things chance with time hey.. Love Wilma