Tag: Reminiscing

My Sister’s Home

On By Baydreamer - Lauren ScottIn Poetry95 Comments

I walk through the front door,
and with each step,
a memory embraces me
like a warm hug of sweet nostalgia,
chatter and laughter echo in my mind
leading me to the framed photos
on the ivory walls that come to life –
savory and sweet aromas whirled
from kitchen to living room enticing palates,
the television stayed on for background noise
(when back then, streaming
brought only thoughts of calm, flowing water)
the vision of mom’s lovely smile,
the music of dad’s chuckle,
what I would give
for another moment to be with them –
the enchantment
of seven grandchildren running around
wearing huge smiles,
their giggles following their footsteps –
before the lawn was laid
and array of blooms were planted
and the concrete basketball court was poured,
nothing but earth in the backyard –
she’d relax on the chaise beside the new pool
a million laps later,
the turquoise still glimmers –
fond memories of those chapters
stay cozy in the walls
in the cracks and crevices
over the passing of time
among the fleeting minutes…
I step through the door, and it feels like home.

© Lauren Scott, Baydreamerwrites.com – All rights reserved.

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The Old Way

On By Baydreamer - Lauren ScottIn Poetry, Poetry readings36 Comments

We pull the album from the shelf,
its 12×18 glory weighing as much as
a large sack of potatoes,
the cover the shade of a redwood forest

one of nineteen just waiting to be
reminisced through
for another wave of nostalgia

We open to the first page
then turn to the next
and the page after…
the eyes
the smiles
bring life to the moments captured
power in love weighs more
than any possession

it’s like holding a valued book in our hands
but technology holds the wheel
so, with its navigation
we move into the future
digital folders at our fingertips
and the memories tag along

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Credit in putting the photo albums together goes to my
husband, who spent hours writing in dates, places, and
adding commentary. ❤️

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Giving Thanks, Jingle Bells, & Lots of Nostalgia

On By Baydreamer - Lauren ScottIn Poetry85 Comments

With the holidays upon us, my memory can’t help but reel back a few decades. Our parents were still alive, all of their grandkids were young, and those big, noisy family gatherings for Thanksgiving and Christmas were anticipated with excitement. Sure, giving and receiving gifts at Christmas time is rewarding and fun (in that order), but what I truly miss is ‘the noise, the laughter, the chaos, the loved ones’ (section 2 of my book). And I remember when our daughter and son were precious little bundles of joy. The elation my husband and I felt when our family became 3 then 4, and then complete. Don’t misunderstand though – returning to the past isn’t my wish, I’m simply reminiscing. So, I’ve shared this poem before that you’ll find in the same section of my book. But because these images have come to life once again, I’d like to share it one more time. I hope you don’t mind, and perhaps, you’ll relate to my nostalgic frame of mind…

First Breath

With every new miracle of life
answers aren’t scripted in the stars,
but I knew since your very first breath
my life would become yours.

Through innocent eyes and curious touch
each new discovery you shared,
your smile grew bigger than the sun,
your heart’s elation declared.

You stowed dreams in the clouds,
imaginings rose higher than the heavens.
Cuddling you in that first euphoric light
made me fall in love with you in seconds.

Life has blossomed into delight and wonder
in every part of its glowing greatness,
and with each ounce of my being,
my enduring love for you is ageless.

© Lauren Scott, Baydreamerwrites.com – All rights reserved.
The first 3 photos of our daughter, Stephanie, and the last 3 of our son, Michael.

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Our babies are now 32 & 28, so they’re not babies anymore,
but I suppose they will always be our babies no matter their age. ❤️

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~ Lauren 🩷🙏

A Blanket of Gold

On By Baydreamer - Lauren ScottIn Poetry, Writing57 Comments

I look across the backyard with a heavy sigh,
just a few weeks ago, the broom had done its
job, the garden gloves lie in the shed, caked
with flakes of dirt, exhausted from pulling
weeds that had the nerve to sprout abundantly,
as though they are admired as much as
the glorious lavender hydrangeas.

Now, crunchy yellow leaves inundate the grass,
as if Mother Nature gently laid down
a blanket of gold. The wardrobe changes of the
leaves, pirouetting to the ground, lead to the season
when Gratitude is placed on a pedestal,
paying homage more than any given day,
which leads us to the turkey brining
in a citrusy concoction. The carving knife
and gravy ladle eager to present their annual
performance. The formal dinnerware excited
to display its shiny patina. The gathering.

And on this special day, the sky and sun
will collaborate to create a bright blue backdrop,
no clouds invited to this celebration,
not even a breath of wind will drift through,
or one tiny raindrop will fall on this event,
just a high temperature cool enough
to welcome a sweater,
the kind of weather that would delight them both.

He would ask for a beverage before sitting down,
and then even after sinking into the soft sofa,
his hand would caress the glass for minutes.
He would pause before taking a sip.

Because before partaking in the festivities,
he, who lived through the second world war,
would slowly absorb
the noise,
the laughter,
the chaos,
the loved ones…

© Lauren Scott, baydreamerwrites.com – All rights reserved.

Whether or not you celebrate Thanksgiving, I wish you the feeling
of Gratitude in your hearts that will last a lifetime.
Sending wishes for a blessed Thanksgiving! 🧡🍁🍂

Tender Reminiscence

On By Baydreamer - Lauren ScottIn Poetry27 Comments

Remember in our younger years
how you’d touch your lips to mine
while standing on the step
when we cold-shouldered time?
No letting-go desire of the
embrace that held us near
No care in the world was matched
in that moment that we shared
Who knew those doorstep kisses
would carry us this distance?
(floating in a state-of-mind
of tender reminiscence)

Lauren Scott (c) ❤️
Do you have memories
of doorstep kisses?