Just Go For It!

 

 

Accomplish picassa with Sabrina's photo 2015

 

In honor of our daughter’s university graduation, I found this quote, which I thought was perfect for today’s festivities and celebrations. The gorgeous photo is from my good friend, Sabrina.

Our daughter has persevered not only academically but also personally and today she’ll walk across the finish line with a Bachelor’s Degree in hand. To say we’re proud doesn’t even cover all the emotions. 🙂

So go out and Live, Dream, Act and Believe!

Sending much love, Lauren ♥

Motherhood

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You are young now
and won’t be able
to understand
my innermost feelings

So many emotions
are felt with you;
the joy I feel when
I see you smile
and hear you laugh,
the pain I feel
when I hear you cry,
the warmth of your little
arms wrapped around me

I want to protect you
from harm,
shelter you from evil,
yet, life will bring
experiences
meant only for you
and I’ll have to
learn to let go

In the years to come
I’ll marvel in
each new change
I see in your eyes,
your voice,
your mind

All of us will do some growing
as we get older and
it will be a new adventure
of happiness and maybe
some sadness, too,
but it will all be worth
more than anything else
in the world

You are my precious gifts,
my sweet boy and girl

Please know in your hearts
I’m your Mommy now but
will always be your 
mother,
loving you more

every minute of
each day

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Lauren Scott © 2015
(written in 1999 and now
my sweet boy and girl
are soon to be 20 and
24 years old)

 

Tanglewood

 

saddle shoes

I would walk downstairs
for breakfast and Morton,
the parrot, would greet me
in his feathery way and
I would wish him the same.

I had a friend who was a boy
but it wasn’t what you think.
We were only five years old
and at the time, it was a
friendship to behold.

Our neighborhood mascot was
Sam, the frog and he
was the size of a football.
He wasn’t as fun as a dog
but when we moved I missed him.

Mom made me a frog
I could keep forever

(out of red corduroy and beans).

These are some things I recall
since five years old was eons ago.
Fourth of July was fun with Dad
setting off amazing fireworks
in the sky for my youthful eyes.

On the first day of kindergarten
I stepped up into the big, yellow
school bus, wearing a plaid jumper
and black and white saddle shoes
with excitement and no sign of the blues.

A memory that sticks with a frown
is my short, pixie haircut
I had to wear around town!

Lauren Scott © 2015
Photo: Google images
(A little bit of fun but sorry, no pics of the haircut!)
🙂

All I Can Say

Don’t create another victim,
(I hear)
Oh, but it’s hard, you see,
She’s a part of me and
her pain holds me
firmly, too,
the roles are reversed,

I should be in her place
but I’m trying my best
and that’s all I can do

Lauren Scott © 2014

(No deep writing, just emotions from my heart)

Harmony

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Let there be peace in the world,
more laughter and love for our boys and girls.
Let goodwill and kindness, no matter your color,
be spread through the hearts of our brother.
Let compassion pour through our words and actions,
pulling all violence from our media attractions.
Let there be peace in the world,
to end all suffering for our boys and our girls.

Lauren Scott © 2014
Photo: Google Images
(This is more of a plea than a poem)
Thanks so much for stopping by and
have a wonderful weekend! ♥

Carousel Dream

carousel horse white

She sleeps in her bed
with a comforter made of
pastel colored flowers and
a soft pillow for her head
Dreaming of silvery manes
and bows on white horses
as they ride on a carousel
with draped, sparkling reins
Outside her window, though
she hears shuffles and squeaks
and feels a bit frightful
from the night time show
Mom sings calming tunes
convincing her precious girl
the sounds were only the
language of raccoons

Lauren Scott © 2014
Photo: Google images
(This was a “daughter” memory from years ago) ♥

Salt and Sand

boys-on-the-beach-lamarr-kramer

Gray, breezy day
with songs of the ocean
serenading
young children at play
with their imaginations

creating happy faces
and pancakes
in sandy surfaces

delighted to
collect seashells
and half broken
sand dollars

with a feeling of
great 
accomplishment

Lauren Scott © 2014

(This beautiful painting by Lamarr Kramer
was found on Google and there’s nothing like the
innocence of children and the simplest things in life
that brings delight to them.
This was written from a memory with my son.)

Precious Time Together

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Can we help in the kitchen?
Can we watch you cook?
I’d rather do this myself
then I stop and look
at the innocent faces

so eager to learn
selfish, no more,
it’s now their turn
Clothes will get dirty

dust will appear
chores never ending
that much is clear
So I say to them,

I’ll play and read books
I’ll teach you to be
great little cooks
For as you grow
and think of your Mother
Just know my love for you
is like no other

Lauren Scott © 1999

I wrote this years ago when my children were little
and spending time with them was far more important
than getting things done around the house.

I hope you’re leaving here with a smile and 
I appreciate your visit. Have a wonderful weekend! 

Memories, Tears & Sinful Cravings

I heard about this poetry form, Cinquain, during one of my visits to http://purplesplatitudes.wordpress.com. If you get the chance, stop by Michael’s blog. His writing is wonderful and he ventures into different poetry forms and emotions. I know you won’t be disappointed! 

I would definitely call these “rough drafts” and more practicing is in the future, but I hope you enjoy…

When they were Young

Giggles,
barefoot on cool
grass, swinging in summer
breeze, smiles bigger than Texas state
the past

Diagnosis

Covered
ears with shaky
hands, unbelievable
echoes of pain flow in and out
fear not?

Chocolate 

Craving
comfort food, oh,
something creamy sounds good
gooey, sinfully delicious
dark, though

Lauren Scott © 2014

Waiting for Santa

Christmas tree Michael took

 

Magic fills the air tonight; Rudolph leads the way
as they’ll land on the roof in the big, glorious sleigh

Her enthusiasm is charming; she’s bursting with glee
making cookies for Santa to set by the tree

It sparkles with colors, all shiny and bright
with tinsel and popcorn and lights of white

She sets the cookies where he won’t miss them
with a bowl of carrots so the reindeer can have some

As darkness arrives, her bedtime is near
inside her heart, she’s holding great cheer

With one eye open, she’s too excited to sleep
but slumber prevails so she hears not a peep

She rises with the sun, joyfully wiggling
waking her parents with constant giggling

They enter the room to find many surprises,
gifts hugging their tree in all different sizes

She was thrilled to see only cookie crumbs lie
and the carrots were eaten by reindeer in the sky

Their tree was so pretty, standing tall and proud
She hugged Mommy and Daddy and thanked Santa out loud

May we all experience the magic of this Holiday Season
with childlike excitement~

Lauren Scott © 2013
(revised from 2011)
Photo credit to my son