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Wrinkled

A wrinkled brow adorned his face
His whistle revealed his character's grace
As he walked behind an old worn mule
In the humid heat of that home rule
Memories now surface, why?
Childhood faded, gone, but I descry 

Contest: Bite Size Poem #30
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Written:12-20-21

descry: catch sight of

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Line Gauthier

November 13, 2022 at 8:34 AM

Sweet, Sara ~

Sara Kendrick

November 13, 2022 at 9:19 AM

Thank you, Line. SK

Caren Krutsinger

January 15, 2022 at 11:19 PM

Memories appear at the oddest times, about the weirdest things "Memories now surface, why?" This poem is AMAZING!

Sara Kendrick

May 7, 2022 at 1:03 PM

Thank you, Caren. I appreciate the nice review. Sara

Bj Legros Kelley

December 29, 2021 at 1:56 PM

Beautiful.

Sara Kendrick

December 30, 2021 at 4:12 AM

Thank you. Sara

Delice Arleen Skelly

December 28, 2021 at 9:20 AM

A poem full of character and hard work...Delice

Sara Kendrick

December 30, 2021 at 4:09 AM

Got that right. Sara

Gershon Wolf

December 27, 2021 at 7:58 PM

I'm hot under the collar just looking at the picture and reading your poem, Sara. Artfully and tastefully done! Joy always, Gershon

Sara Kendrick

December 28, 2021 at 4:17 AM

Gershon, I am sure that my father and many men in the south a couple of generations ago suffered in the hot months plowing out a garden. If I remember correctly though, daddy would lay things by at some point. Then he did not have to plow again that season. I know it was hot out there and it was not fun facing the backside of a mule for hours or all day. Thanks for the visit to my page. Your presence is always appreciated. Sara

Anne-Lise Andresen

December 21, 2021 at 4:03 AM

- A great poem, Sara - Luck in the contest :) - I wish you a wonderful Christmas and a blessed new year :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Sara Kendrick

December 28, 2021 at 4:10 AM

Thank you, SS. I hope that this upcoming year is the best one in your life up to this point and that the following ones are awesome. Sara

Victor Buhagiar

December 21, 2021 at 2:17 AM

A lovely portrait of an old man. Great bite size poem. Best for a win.

Sara Kendrick

December 21, 2021 at 4:23 AM

Victor, I can remember my father plowing that mule. We did not have a very large garden, so it wasn't a big hardship on him but not easy either. As a child he worked in the field to help grow cash crops plus plant and cultivate a family garden. It wasn't an easy life, but he seemed to take it in stride. Thanks for your visit. Sara

Tom Cunningham

December 20, 2021 at 7:03 PM

Time goes so quickly and seems to catch us unawares. Merry Christmas Sara to you and your family. Tom

Sara Kendrick

December 21, 2021 at 4:15 AM

Tom, Yes, time does go by fast but at times it seems to have been very long. I have always been the kind that lived mostly in the moment which in some ways is good. Thanks for the Christmas wishes. I appreciate the time spent here. Sara