Belonging

January 21, 1989

Do you trust me?
Will you take my hand
and let me lead the way
to a place transcending
the boundaries of our reality?
Let us get lost in tranquility –
dancing to the majesty
of the surroundings,
feeling the rhythm
vibrate through our bones.
For as long as our hearts desire,
this is our destination.
Time is but a memory.
Its existence leaves no trace
on the path where we tread.
There is only you, me,
and the intensity 

of our belonging
to each other.

Lauren Scott (c) repost 💓💓💓

29 Years and Counting!

In honor of our 29th wedding anniversary, here is a poem I wrote years ago for my husband. Some of you may remember it…

box-with-red-bow

The Box

You placed it in my hands, adorned with a red bow
only a short clip of time had passed by our window

After pulling out tissue paper of white
I was entranced by the amazing sight

For inside was a lifetime together and
a house to be filled by the love we would gather

The walls stood bare waiting for memories to dress
showing reasons for us feeling truly blessed

The best gift of all, though, I am thrilled to say
was your heart at the bottom, committed to stay

Lauren Scott © 2018
Photo: Google

our wedding jan 21 18989

(Over the years, some things have changed besides us getting older :). God Bless my husband’s mom and both of my parents as they rest in Heaven. And we hope for  another 29 years, so we can continue growing old together.) 💕