With childlike fascination, I stood in
the doorway, watching her apply a
little powder to her face, a
touch of red to her lips.
But even without this process, her
reflection was flawless. Can I get
this moment again? This discovery of
solace? She carried herself like a
delicate rose – possibly the reason
she cared for the garden like
family. Beginning as a bride, she
walked with grace, wearing satin and
a smile, warming that Milwaukee day.
She loved more than her heart
was capable, and time helped to
recognize the feeling, the power of
motherhood, the joys, the heartbreak, the
worries that never dissipate. I keep
her words wrapped in clarity where
their wisdom is readily available, and
I long to ask questions that came
much too late, to share stories
of her grandchildren. She would delight
in their tales. Perhaps, again someday.
Lauren Scott (c) 2018
51 thoughts on “Red Lipstick”
Ah Lauren, just switched on my mac and read this and will definitely be reading it again later. Its beatuful.
I have to say that your comment really made my morning after posting this, Alison. Thank you so much! ❤
So difficult to navigate our way through the loss of our mums. I still miss mine every day. Especially when we are going through hard times ourselves and just want that person who knows us so well.
Deeply, deeply beautiful. Thank you for sharing this.
Aww, thanks, Nico. I really appreciate your kind comment. Hugs and blessings…
Beautiful, Lauren. So reminded me of my own mother.
Thanks, John, and I’m glad this evoked memories of your mom, too. 💓
Sheer beauty Lauren, every word. Her love and your love.
You say ” She loved more than her heart
was capable, ” , what a wonderful way to describe the extent of her loving
Thanks so much for your beautiful reply, Miriam. I miss her…sigh…but her love and memories live on. 💗
Absolutely beautiful, Lauren. ❤
Aww, thanks, Jill! I’m so glad you liked this poem about my mom. I’m sure many can relate also in a general way. ❤
Very much so, Lauren. ❤
Simply beautiful, Lauren…
Thanks so much, Bette! Hugs 💗
Beautiful and loving poem to your mother, Lauren. (Reminded me of my own mom…) I do believe we’ll see our moms again someday….but that doesn’t stop us from missing them. Sending a hug 💞💗 and hoping your week is going well so far. 🤗💕
Thanks, Betty, and I’m glad this reminded you of your mom, too. I believe the same thing, but yes, the missing part doesn’t go away. Sending hugs back and so far, so good. 🙂 Hope yours is, too! ❤🌼🌷🌻😊
And now it’s almost the weekend already! Sorry I’ve been scarce here. Thinking of you though. 💞💞
No worries, hope you’re okay! So glad Friday is here too! Hugs and love! 🥰
💕 Lauren, for you, your Mum, whose love lives on, and your beautiful words. 💕Xxx
Thanks for all the love, Jane. You’re so sweet! Big hugs and lots of love back to you, my dear friend. 💕🌷😀
Beautiful thoughts Lauren…moms are always special but yours seems to be very loving as you remember her so fondly! Stay blessed.
Thanks, Balroop. It’s been six years, which is hard to believe. Time either moves slowly or fast depending on what we’re experiencing in life. In this case, it’s going fast, and Dad’s been gone over a year now. But as you said, they are remembered with much love and remain in our hearts. ❤
Your words brim with love, my dear friend – and of nostalgia too.
With warm thoughts from across the oceans,
Thanks, Eric. It was fun going back to that moment as I miss her very much. It’s late there, so I’ll wish you a great Thursday. 🙂
Lauren – this is simply stunning and beautiful, like a music melody…
Thanks for your lovely comment, Mihran. I’m so glad you thought of this as a music melody, a wonderful complement. Take care!
Such a loving look at mom in all her beauty xx
Thanks so much, Christy! I know how busy you are, so it’s always nice to see you here. 🙂 Hugs!
A very nice tribute, Lauren.
Thanks so much, Binky! Have a great day!
Wow! I love this poem.
There are many parallels to my life.
Thanks so much, Resa! That’s great to hear, too! 🌻❤
Reblogged this on Ellustar Fashion.
Thanks again for sharing and for all your visits!
You are always welcome my dear.
So beautiful 💙
Thanks, Iris! Hope you’re doing well, my friend! 🧡💚
Oh. My. Your poem led me to so many thoughts. About my mom. About my daughter. About myself and my stories and ‘being there’ for those who come after me. Oh. My. Just magnificent.
Wow, Pam, coming from you, this is a BIG complement, so thank you very much! Wishing you a great weekend, my friend. ❤🌷
Lauren, this is exquisite. With the deftest touch you paint a tender image of your mother, her beauty, warmth, love, strength, her wisdom … your poem is a wonderful tribute to your mother and your closeness and care shines out through your words. warmest hugs to you, Lauren xx
Thanks so much, Annika. Your words truly warm my heart. I always love reading your comments that always come with such great depth. Big hugs to you, my dear friend, and I hope you have a wonderful weekend, too. 💗💗💗
Welling up with emotions, Lauren; can’t say anything more in the moment, can’t see clearly to truly express what this means. Hugs.
Aww, thanks so much, Don. That alone is a complement. I’m also actually on a blog break but occasionally checking comments. So, sending hugs back and wishing you a wonderful holiday!
A truly loving and beautiful tribute, Lauren.
Thanks so much, Ben! 🙂
Lovely poem Lauren.. Argh…. So many questions we wished we had asked.. A lift time of experiences and memories..
Thank you for sharing your poem Lauren. ❤
Thanks so much, Sue. I don’t know what happened, but I came across this post and it was private, probably because it’s in my book. So, I made it public and I guess it’s as though I published it again. I don’t know, but anyway, thank you for your lovely words. 🙂 💞