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.



Life is sometimes nonsensical
If we’re not crying, we’re hysterical
trying to fit puzzle pieces together
trudging through stormy weather

Rose colored glasses don’t exist
and if they do, there must be a twist
to understanding the “todays,”
without eyes that are glazed

But I say we keep slogging
with a little bit of blogging
We’ll know when the pieces fit
and we’ll be proud of all the GRIT!

LScott © 2013
Photo: Google Images

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