Red Lipstick

With childlike fascination, I stood in
the doorway, watching her apply a
little powder to her face, a
touch of red to her lips.
But even without this process, her
reflection was flawless. Can I get
this moment again? This discovery of
solace? She carried herself like a
delicate rose – possibly the reason
she cared for the garden like
family. Beginning as a bride, she
walked with grace, wearing satin and
a smile, warming that Milwaukee day.
She loved more than her heart
was capable, and time helped to
recognize the feeling, the power of
motherhood, the joys, the heartbreak, the
worries that never dissipate. I keep
her words wrapped in clarity where
their wisdom is readily available, and
I long to ask questions that came
much too late, to share stories
of her grandchildren. She would delight
in their tales. Perhaps, again someday.

Lauren Scott (c) 2018

A Tribute to Moms ♥

Making everything perfect with her loving care

She’s an unselfish soul and always “there”

Under her wing is abundant warmth and comfort

She shelters with grace to avoid any hurt

Like a rose, her beauty shines forever

Unlike its lifespan, her love never withers

She exemplifies a rainbow, beauty of many colors

Bold for self confidence, pastel for helping others

She cares for people, before putting herself first

Her heart’s full of kindness, joyfully eager to burst

With a butterfly’s elegance, she floats from task to task

Her smile continues from early dawn to dusk

She’s a daughter, sister, lover and friend

A gentle spirit and shoulder unto the end

She’s an angel on earth; her spirit is divine

She’s a lovely blessing and truly one of a kind

© LScott 2012

This is in loving memory of my Mom,
who passed away in February, to
my Mother-in-Law, who has
been missed for 20 years now,
a tribute to my sisters,
as they are wonderful Moms,

and to all the beautiful, hard-working Mothers
in the world~

Wishing you all a very Happy Mother’s Day!

Lauren ♥