{"id":125,"date":"2011-01-26T04:02:07","date_gmt":"2011-01-26T09:02:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ministryserver.com\/wp\/?page_id=125"},"modified":"2011-01-28T00:30:58","modified_gmt":"2011-01-28T05:30:58","slug":"mr-scott","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/ministryserver.com\/wp\/?page_id=125","title":{"rendered":"Mr. Scott"},"content":{"rendered":"

"Mr. Scott"<\/font><\/strong>
\n\t©<\/sup><\/font>Ray Waugh, Jr.<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

I never read of Mr. Scott in a history book.<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I can't say I've seen his name<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\n

inscribed on some great architectural monument.<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

I can't say that I've ever heard anyone mention his name.<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

But, one day he found (met) Mary J. Moore<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\n

and on another day she<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

became Mrs. M. J. Scott.<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

Toiling together …<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\n

they made a life together.<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

On day Mrs. Scott lost Mr. Scott …<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

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but, for her life did not end, she then 
\n\t\tcould only reflect on their years together.<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Young lady, young man<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\n

don't bury your head in
\n\t\tthe Twentieth Century's sand.<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

"Toiling together" cares little<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\n

for the times and seasons …<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

(A squirrel just knocked a pecan out of a tree … See! He's alive.)<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

Does the Rose say to the "Dew Drop,"<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\n

I can't enjoy you while you're
\n\t\there for (because) in a little while you will
\n\t\tbe on your way.<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Does the Dew Drop say to the rose?<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

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"I can't be a sparkle that contrasts your
\n\t\tfragile-tender-delicate-uniqueness,
\n\t\tjust because the sun will soon drive me away."<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Come read to me some poem from your heart.
\n\tCome speak to me from …<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\tReal love stands when the tree is gone, much unlike the vine.<\/p>\n

NOTE: The "Mr. and Mrs. Scott" was written while reflection on their head stone. Noticing the dates, I wondered about the impact of the dates of birth and death on their togetherness.<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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