
cookies
look
pretty
on her
aunt’s
china
her
mom’s
recipe,
nothing
but
the best
no
sugar
needed
for the
tea,
the
dough
is
sweet
sorrow
invites
itself
she’s
had
better
parties
Lauren Scott © 2018
(photo: Google)

cookies
look
pretty
on her
aunt’s
china
her
mom’s
recipe,
nothing
but
the best
no
sugar
needed
for the
tea,
the
dough
is
sweet
sorrow
invites
itself
she’s
had
better
parties
Lauren Scott © 2018
(photo: Google)
You couldn’t find your place
You were lost in a space
Where nothing made sense
You had friends and they cared
But they didn’t dare
To look beneath your surface smile
In our hearts we carried hope
That strength would win, that you could cope
And for a while our worries were for nothing
We lost touch though; our worlds separated
But memories stayed true that we had created
And you weren’t forgotten
Then we learned of your demise
Tears fell from our clouded eyes
Our hearts shattered with disbelief
The sorrow showed with no disguise
If only we had shared some time
Precious time that we hold dear
To talk and vent and even cry
Maybe then you’d still be here
LS 2016