Lauren

A Poem by Deborah Dhue

A song I wrote when I thought of what the name Lauren means to me

She pulls her hair up for the day,
Looks in the mirror
Wanting her reflection to stay
But afraid of past mistakes.

Black and white is her face
With a touch of blue
To soften the edges
And steady time’s pace.

Lauren
Why spend your life wondering
Wasting the year away
On everything that happened yesterday?

Black and blue
The term for bruised,
But she won’t let anything heal
From when she was used.

Maybe if you leave
And hide far away
The world will remember you
For how long you grieved.

Lauren
Why spend your life wondering
Wasting the year away
On everything that happened yesterday?

Life will get better
If for once you’d just love.
ANd the new you could bloom
If you finally would just let her.

Lauren
Why spend your life wondering
Wasting the day away
On everything that happened yesterday?

Lauren
Why spend your life wondering
Wasting the day away
On everything that happened yesterday?

Lauren
Lauren
Lauren