Fairytale

Mom and me as a baby

When my interest in boys began
I shared my fairytale with Mom
She smiled like a movie star, then said,
“Sweetheart, your time will come”

She never crushed my dreams
Because in her heart she knew
My prince would someday arrive
I suppose mothers always do

Lauren Scott September 2017
(I miss you, Mom ❤)

(I was much younger in this photo,
but it’s one of my favorites 🙂 )

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Altitude

Not
a sound
can
be heard,
except
the wind’s
whisper
through the
evergreens
and an
occasional
chirp

Peace
flows
through
my
veins,
masking
any sliver
of concern
holding
me
in
chains

Fragrance
renews all
senses,
shifting my
state
of
mind,
releasing
any
tension

Gratitude
embodies
my heart,
with
my love
beside
me –
mesmerized
by
lakeside
beauty
and the
melody
of silence

Lauren Scott September 2017

The Roses

Easter rose

Their colors brought infinite joy as they were cared for with pride
The thorns did not lesson their beauty; not one delicate petal was denied

Red velvet symbolized eternal love forever nested in their hearts
Carrying them on a cloud of nine so they could almost touch the stars

Their presence, bending towards the sun, bestowed radiance to the hours
The fragility of their petals revealed true beauty in these flowers

The elegance of their appeal interlaced in the fabric of their love
Now pure white roses hold true an enduring devotion in Heaven above

 

Lauren Scott August 2017 –
In honor of my parents
who are together again 💕
(Photo: Google)

Under the Redwood Tree

Under the redwood tree
a bee dives low
for the water…
heads go under

Arms and legs
move with grace –
we look up to the
bright blue sky
with a touch of white

Two crows speak
as if we understand
their urgency…
silence soon becomes them

Under the redwood tree
we breathe in serenity –
Lacing our fingers
we steal a kiss
and reminisce
to those earlier days

Lauren Scott September 2017

 

What About Us Now?

How do we move forward?
What can possibly replace
your phone calls each night?

With both of you gone now,
our family circle is broken

When I opened your closet
door and saw your clothes
hanging with no purpose,
and your shoes wondering
where they’ll walk next,
the floodgates unlatched
mournful tears

What about us now?
We’re orphaned adults
watching our faces and
bodies change as we age

What about us now?
We have no choice
but to fuse the circle
back together with
the love we have
for each other…

Three girls who
now live
in a changed world

Lauren Scott August 2017
(To Dad, who passed away 8/7/17,
and in memory of both my parents
who are now together again)

The Promise

wedding-001

They are only words spoken from the mouth
Consonants, vowels, and various sounds

Their significance can be minute or grand
Depending on outlook and where one stands

Along the journey there may be potholes
So endurance must settle deeply in the souls
For as time passes and age becomes clearer
The bond that has formed becomes even dearer

I take you to be my lawfully wedded husband,
To have and to hold, from this day forward,
For better, for worse, for richer, for poorer,
In sickness and in health, until death do us part

I would say these words again without hesitation
Because he is my breath in all creation

(Today is our 28th wedding anniversary) ♥ ♥ ♥

Resting in the Stars

constellations

 

 

 

 


Sometimes feelings stir and

they can’t be labeled. They throw
confusion into your domain, but
reality offers them no home. So
the sun sets for the moon; then
it rises again. But what does this
have anything to do with clarity?
I do know those feelings stay
balanced within the constellations
because of the beautiful atmosphere.
I mean, wouldn’t you stay there, too?

LScott 2017
Photo: Google