“IT”

It is what it is –
or so we say,
but who really knows
what it is today?
Where does it live?
What does it think?
Does it have eyes that blink?
Would I miss it
floating in mid air
like an atom with flare
or does it sit on concrete
in cold weather and heat?
What a thing to ponder,
This it we claim to know
Does it stretch to the sky
or lie very low?
Does it speak words, I ask,
with a face to see
or does it convey mystery
through a dark colored mask?
How perplexing,
digging up truth
about this infamous it
Does anyone have a clue?
Is there something we
can do?
If not,
Then I bid you
a friendly
Adieu!

© LScott 2012

Photo: Google.com

Friday fun! 🙂

Joyful Melancholy

Christmas carols accompany as I wander
through the stores, pondering carefully,
so I may give to those, whom I love dearly,
during this joyful holiday season

I hear beautiful, amazing grace in the lyrics
and I wish for my soul to be at peace
Then I think of those whose lives
are filled with pain and tears commence

Guilt overcomes me, as I feel grateful
for the many blessings I’ve been given
How can I feel content when others are hungry,
hoping for a roof to cover their aching hearts?

It isn’t fair others are hurting while we top the tree
with our treasured angel and throw on the tinsel
It isn’t fair they cry for help to come their way
While we roll out the dough and make festive cookies

There is no balance of these confusing emotions
So, what must be the answer to comfort…
to stop the blood from shedding and
the tears from falling, to end the starving?

By showing we care, we silently say our prayers
for those who struggle in their everyday lives
May love hug their souls to heal their wounds and
May their strife be entwined with a whirlwind of serenity

Copyright 2011

Versatile Blogger Award

A Big Thanks goes to http://pryncessyndrome.wordpress.com for nominating me for this award. I am very honored and humbled to receive this nomination and again, thank you pryncessyndrome, for taking your time to visit my blog!  I have enjoyed your blog, as well, and look forward to reading more! 🙂

And the rules for the Versatile Blogger Award is :

1. Nominate 15 fellow bloggers.
2. Inform the bloggers of their nomination.
3. Share 7 random things about yourself.
4. Thank the blogger who nominated you.
5. Add the Versatile Blogger Award pic on your blog post.

1. Singing was my passion when I was younger and my dream was to sing professionally.

2. I love the outdoors; enjoying nature, hiking and camping.

3. I love to write, which is now my creative outlet, but have never had any formal training.  Maybe in the future?  Until then, I’m writing and   reading as much as I can and always learning.

4. Walking is my main form of exercise.

5. I still miss my beloved dog, Lucky Girl.

6. I love to bake and look forward to making all the Christmas goodies this year (soon, actually).

7. I’m not afraid to act goofy and I laugh at my own jokes! 🙂

Now, it’s time to nominate 15 bloggers:

http://bottledupsentiments.wordpress.com/

http://joe2poetry.wordpress.com/

http://thepoeticgoblin.wordpress.com/

http://theplayfulpixie.wordpress.com

http://somkritya.wordpress.com/

http://raindancepoetry.wordpress.com/

http://backcountrytranquility.wordpress.com/

http://angelajanegraceblog.com/

http://mcamber.wordpress.com/

http://regularteenageworld.wordpress.com/

http://jessiejeanine.com/

http://vampireweather.wordpress.com/

http://terri0729.wordpress.com/

http://francisbarkerart.com/

http://agapintheclouds.wordpress.com/

I believe all of these blogs bring something different to each of us.  They are all unique, inspirational and entertaining.  I look forward to visiting each of them more in the future!   Additionally, I would like to thank them for making my blogging experience a wonderful one!   Lauren 🙂

NOTE TO SIS

Thank you
for the person you are
for the compassion you show
for the goodness in your heart
for the part you play in my life

 For all you’ve done
the listening, the helping, the caring

 Our phone calls
can’t compare
to the chance of sharing
a lunch or a coffee
together
Wouldn’t that be better?

No matter the distance
there is no resistance
when it comes to loving you

These words are simple
Yet, honest and true
Even through
the rhythm and rhyme
I cherish the
times I’m with you

 Throughout our lives
our families have grown
Who would’ve known
we’d be so blessed
I’m at a loss for words now
You know the rest

 What else can I
possibly say or do,
except,
a simple,
I Love You!

To my two wonderful sisters.

Copyright 2011

Saying Good-bye to our Beloved Dog Today

Dear Fellow Bloggers,

This won’t be one of my ordinary poems.

I’m simply sharing the sad news
that our Lucky Girl passed away today.
She was a black lab mix, 10 1/2 years old
and a true canine sweetheart.

She no longer desired her normal walks or hikes
with us, as her hind legs were getting weaker.
So, we continued to give her lovin’
and made sure she was comfortable.

Ironically, she was fine last night and this morning,
before we all left for work and school.
About two hours later, our neighbors
heard her crying and checked on her.
At that point, she was lying down, unable to move.

Our neighbor stayed with her until I got home, shortly after.
He had covered her with a blanket, kept her warm and
continued petting her, consoling her
until one of her family members came home.

When I saw her, I bent down,
kissed her on her nose
and petted her.  She lifted her head,
looked at me, then put her head down.
I took her to our vet, after calling them
ahead of time, letting them know…

She passed away on the ride to the vet.

I’ve cried all day off and on and I’m not done, yet.

I’m thankful for many things:
my neighbor who took care of her until I got home
the fact that she didn’t suffer long
and, that she was able to say good-bye to
at least one of us…

We adopted her and gave her a good, loving home
for 9 years…

In return, she gave us unconditional love…

We now have a void in our hearts
and will miss her tremendously..

We love you, Lucky Girl~

Here’s a photo of her smiling at us all~

OUR STORY

Before I met my husband, I was in the end of a 3 year relationship going nowhere fast.
My hope of meeting Mr. Right was rapidly fading.
I was only around 26, but I still felt time was running out.
Then, I put my refrigerator up for sale, he bought it and the rest is history!
So…we met in a funny way, but
it just goes to show you
that when you least expect it,
love happens!

Our paths were tangled, indirectly
We were unaware of

what was about to take place

The pace was swift and

it was fair to say

Our lives were about to change

I won’t rearrange the series of events
Some too laughable to erase

In any case

We crossed that bridge

through the sale of a Frig

Yes, don’t underestimate
what God can create humorously

that may become blissfully amazing

A month passed by
Hearts all a flutter

You better believe we were in love

Six months later
Riding a ski lift to the top

He popped the question

Six months after that
We said I do

A swift pace it was

because

We just knew

Now a little grayer
More laugh lines showing

Two kids still growing

We must be blessed

Sounds a bit crazy, however

It’s still love forever

Copyright 2011

SLEEPY

This is self-explanatory! 🙂

tossing
turning
yearning for peace
to capture
my
mind

unsuccessfully
trying to
unwind

any thought
that WILL be
IS
in
my
head

in the morning
my eyes
will
be
red
oh
how I
dread
that

not sure
I’m surviving
though striving
for
forty winks
in
my
bed!

Copyright 2011

HURTING ANGEL

For those children unable to
live in a loving environment.
May they find a reason to smile~

If only she could dream
Of rainbows and butterflies
Of a friend who never lies
Of a mommy to braid her hair
Of a daddy to simply be there
Of a world not needing disguise

If only she wouldn’t dream
In her darkened corner, where she cries
Wondering the who’s, where’s, and why’s
If the ache will stay in her forever
The pain she endures is clever
Surrounding her dismal, shadowed eyes

Love is a stranger to her life
Allowing only distress and strife
No escape illuminates the dark
Caution is kept to erase the mark
Loneliness cuts her spirit like a knife

Yet, with folded hands, she looks to the skies
And prays for warmth in the sunrise
And wishes for rainbows and butterflies

Copyright 2011