Laura H. Lavender

Springfield, Oregon, USA

I was born in Arkansas, and grew up in Little Rock. I am now a senior citizen, married, and the mother of four children. We now reside in Springfield Oregon. I enjoy our church very much, and my hobbies are oil painting and writing poetry. I started writing poetry to my brother Artie Winningham while he was in the Air Force in World War two. After his death in the war I continued to write occasionally. I love poetry because it gives a person the opportunity to express both the tragedies and the happiness fo life.

Some Things That I Love

I love the early morning sun
That brightens up the sky.
I love the sound of gentle rain
It's nature's lullaby.
I also love the breeze in spring
Blowing through my hair.
The early dew on roses
Bring fragrance to the air.
There's nothing like the laughter
Of a happy child at play,
Or nothing like a friendly hug
To make a perfect day.
The cooling shade of woodlands,
All made by God above.
These are but a few of
The many things I love.

Alone

I started once to walk on by,
But she smiled and said hello.
Her eyes looked wistfully at me,
And she asked me not to go.
I stayed to talk with her awhile.
She was lonely I could see.
She made me feel so welcomed
As she talked of things to be.
Of when her children would return,
Or call her on the phone.
Such dreams help fill the lonely hours
As she sits there all alone.
They all live busy, happy lives.
Their children fill their days.
It seems they have forgotten her,
And all the love she gave.
Just think about it for awhile
Tonight when you get home.
Is that your Mother sitting there
Forgotten and alone?
If so get in touch with her.
It would make her world so right.
To know you love and care for her
Would fill her with delight.
Life is such a fleeting thing,
To soon it passed by,
And maybe at some future date
That chair you'll occupy.
Will your heart be sad and lonely,
Like the ladies that I know?
It brings to mind those awesome words,
We reap what ere we sow.