He was their hero when they were young,
teaching of nature beneath the big golden sun.
They tried on their packs before feet hit the trail.
He’d say, “Be prepared or else you could fail.”
The trio trekked down paths and up inclines, too,
pausing along the way to admire a flower or two.
After arriving in camp, they helped pitch the tent,
stakes in the ground, windows unzipped to vent.
As an Arborist, he educated them about trees
under the blue sky beside the buzzing honeybees.
He pointed out poison oak, a beautiful, green leaf,
“But if you touch, you’ll need itching relief!”
They explored the ground seeking burrowing bugs.
He expressed praise with words and loving hugs.
When the sun faded at the end of a day,
they roasted marshmallows, found dominoes to play.
His first goal was fun in nature, then came self-reliance.
Their minds were like sponges, soaking up the science.
Now they reminisce for the best teacher he was
and recall the bonding with the deepest of love.
Now he’s proud of them, adulting and doing it well,
honored with the memories, the special stories to tell.
© Lauren Scott, baydreamerwrites.com – All rights reserved.
Baydreamer ~ Lauren Scott 
Precious memories to cherish! We give them the best! Thanks for sharing Lauren.
Thanks, Balroop, and that we do! I’m glad you liked these memories and it’s nice to see you back in blogland. 🥰
Great memories. They will have them the rest of their lives.
Thanks, John, and yes, very special memories for them. 🤗
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Hi Lauren, this is a great poem. I wrote something like this about my husband some time ago.
Thanks so much, Robbie. He taught them a lot that remain now as these special memories. ❤️
Nicely done, Lauren. I was right there in the scene with your characters.
Thanks, Anneli. I appreciate your kind words. These are very special memories for my husband and children. ❤️
Nice tribute.
Thanks, Ian!
The imagery is beautiful !
Thank you very much! 💗
I’m sure he’s smiling! 😉 What a wonderful poem for the Sun of your home, my dearest Lauren!
Many hugs your way! 🔆🤗😘🤗🧡
He is smiling, Marina, and I love the sun analogy. ☀️
They all loved this fun and sentimental poem. Lots of great memories for the three of them. Many hugs your way too, dear friend. 💖☀️💖☀️💖☀️💖
Fun and fond memories indeed!
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This is a very special poem. Full of love and admiration.
Hi Darlene, thanks for your kind words. My family loved it too, evoking all those wonderful memories. ❤️
A picture perfect and memory evoking poem.
Love this Lauren!
Adore the positivity from then and how it has affected now.
xo
Thanks, Resa! My husband has taught them so much about the outdoors that a poem was inevitable. Wonderful memories that will last a lifetime. And their love for writing comes from yours truly. 🥰❤️
You are fab parents! 🥰🥰
There’s no better place to bond than out in nature beneath the big golden sun. They’ll take the fun, self-reliance, and memories with them throughout their lives. Wonderful poem and pic, Lauren.
I agree, Diana. They love reminiscing to those backpacking days, great times. As they’ve grown older, a passion for writing has blossomed. I wonder where that came from. 🙂 Thanks for your lovely comment, my friend. ❤️
Ha ha ha. I wonder. That’s awesome.
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A wonderful story and such a great gift of nature and looks like a fabulous dad! 💞
Thanks for your beautiful words, Cindy, and he is a fabulous dad and hubby. ❤️😍
It’s a pleasure Lauren.. awwww I can tell!! ❣️
A loving poem for your family’s sun, full of appreciation and gratitude. What a foundation and memories you have both gifted them. 💕😘💕
Thanks, Jane, for your lovely words. The kids love to revisit these fun memories. Great times in the wilderness. And they also love to write, so they have a little of both of us in their hearts. Hugs, my friend. ❤️☀️❤️
So much love in your poem and your reply, lovely Lauren. xXx 💕😘💕
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That’s a great reflection.
Thanks for reading, Binky. And for some mystifying reason, I’m not receiving your posts anymore. I’ll have to resubscribe.
Sorry about that, Lauren. Despite my efforts, I’ve never been able to correct that. I think it’s a problem with my webserver provider.
No worries. It’s just weird because I’ve been receiving your updates, and then all of a sudden, I’m not. I didn’t see a follow button on your site either, but I’ll try again. Or please send me a link to click on to follow you again. Technology! And Happy Thanksgiving to you all!
I love LOVE this poem Lauren and as I am now reading your book it does echo even more.
It’s such a gem for all of them!!
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Oh, wow, Marie, thank you for your awesome comment that truly makes my Monday! 🙂 The kids had so much fun backpacking with Dad (hubby) before I had the desire to put a pack on my back. And I’m so grateful you’re reading my book. That means a lot to me, and I hope you enjoy the memories also. Big hugs! ❤️
Wonderful memories to remember and so well composed Lauren. Such a beautiful picture of your family.💖💖💖
Thanks so much, Kamal, for your lovely words. Yes, many great memories that my husband created in the wilderness. The four of us went camping a lot, but I didn’t backpack until in my 50’s with him alone. By then, the kids were on their own. Have a wonderful Monday! ❤️❤️❤️
You are always welcome dear Lauren and yes absolutely true so nice to be going on trips with the family. It is so much fun. Happy week ahead 💘😊😊😊
A beautifully evoked tribute Lauren. ❤
Thanks so much, Debby. 🧡🍁🧡
Hugs ❤
You often posted gold. Good work
Thanks so much, Aana. 💖
Nice
Thank you!
Reminds me of time with my boys. Lovely write, Lauren.
Treasured memories, right, Jeff? My husband has shown all of us the vast amount of beauty in the outdoors via backpacking. So I thought of the kids when they were younger. Inspiration had arrived, and the words tagged along. 🙂 I always appreciate your kindness. Have a great weekend. 🥰
Treasured memories, indeed. I’m grateful for your words today, reminding me of many outdoor activities with the boys. 😁 It’s always my pleasure. 🥰 Thank you!
This is beautifully penned ♥️
Thank you so much, Kendi. 💗
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