The Cheerleader

darkness like
earth shadows the
sun, but its timing,
fickle unlike morning’s
entrance each day. Thus, if gloom
lurks within arm’s reach, keep courage
nearby, for the great cheerleader of
grit will spot that beam displaying hues so
vivid, bursting with something larger than
we can imagine and can’t exist
without for a contented ride.
It takes digging deep into
the depths of our souls to
unearth the chief spark
of all notions,

Lauren Scott (c)
Pink rose from our garden.

32 thoughts on “The Cheerleader

    1. Thanks, Robbie. This is my first attempt at an etheree. It was actually challenging. And I wanted to write something hopeful. I think we can always use inspiration.💞

    1. Thanks very much, Marina. Sometimes, the dive goes deeper into murky waters, but the light will always be found. 🙂 Happy Sunday to you, too! Hugs! 🥰🌹🌻💕❤️

  1. Indeed.. one cannot exist without the other.. Light and Dark shades permeate all things..
    And your Rose is so soft and beautiful, yet even this produces thorns… Showing us exactly Light and Dark in all things..
    Great poem dear Lauren..
    Sending LOVE ❤

    1. Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Sue, and for your beautiful words. I love what you wrote about the rose, too, thorns included…light and dark.
      Sending love and hugs to you, my friend. 💕🌻

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