Lucky Charms and Us

Eight a.m. on the dot,
Half asleep, I somehow manage to mumble “Oh Kohen Scott”.
He’s calling out my name; he’s ready to start the day,
I, however, am not in the mood to play.
I open the door to see blankets and toys thrown all over the place,
And then an innocent “Hi!” squeals from the direction of his smiling face.
His arms open wide,
My heart swelling with pride.
I rub my eyes and smile, “I love you” I say,
“GoMornin’” he says as I walk his way.
After hugs and kisses, down the stairs we go,
He asks for cereal and his favorite show.
As I hold my head in close to his,
I say, “’Lucky Charms’ and ‘Cars’ it is!”
And just like yesterday, and the day before,
Half of the bowl ends up on the floor,
And before I know it, he’s asking for more.
So I sit, right there next to him and memorize his every move,
And then I realize I’ve got nothing left to prove.
My little man loves me no matter what,
He doesn’t care when I don’t wear make-up, or dress-up, or about the last time I had a haircut.
I’m his Mama.
His Hero.
His Protector.
His one and always constant.
In his eyes, I can do anything,
And in his heart I am his everything.
As time goes by and I watch him grow,
There’s one thing that will never change this I know,
If being his Mama is the only thing I ever do right,
My life will be complete, and I can sleep at night.
Gazing over at him I start to feel a tear,
Only then to realize a Lucky Charm has hit me in the ear.
He laughs a sneaky little laugh until my eyes meet his,
And I can’t help but grin and say, “’Lucky Charms’ and ‘Us’ it is!”
8:15 on the dot,
I think to myself, “Oh how I love you, Kohen Scott”.

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© Kattie Lindsay 2016

Letter To The Editor - In Touch Weekly

In Touch Weekly – Letter to the Editor




Undeserved attention and fame for immoral and shameful behavior.

Kattie Lindsay – Salt Lake City, Utah



I am finding it so disturbing that you are plastering these whole cheating scandals between Tiger Woods and Jesse James all over the covers of your magazine, every single week. And I find it even more disturbing and disgusting that you are publishing personal text messages from their grossly fame-starved mistresses. I understand that you are just trying to make money off of these cheap stories, but do you understand how many people you are hurting by doing this?

Isn’t it bad enough that these stories are plastered all over “entertainment news” programs such as Entertainment Tonight, Access Hollywood, and Inside Edition? Why are you letting these home-wrecking, pole dancing, porn stars give personal and very intimate details about their affairs in these classless interviews? It’s obvious they do not care about the feelings of the spouses and families of these cheating husbands. And by publishing this trash in you magazines, you are proving that you do not care and are just as classless as these home-wrecking women.

It is unfair, and unjust to the victims involved in these situations that you are participating in this garbage. It seems you’ll publish anything, even without merit, to make a buck. Where are your values? Do you even care that you are hurting countless people by publishing this for the world to read? You are giving these women undeserved attention, and fame for very shameful behavior. What these women have done, and are continuing to do is immoral and wrong in so many ways. I think you should be ashamed of yourselves for contributing to this already painful and devastating situation. Please open your heart, and have some empathy for the victims in these situations, and stop rewarding these trashy women by paying them for interviews. Have some morals, and some class. And let these victims work through this terrible time in their lives with some dignity, respect and privacy.

Always, Only You

I’m still amazed how your touch makes breathing seem so hard to do,

And I’m so mesmerized that the light in my eyes still reflects you.

You know, that we both know it hasn’t been easy to get to this place,

But it’s all worth it at the end of the day, when I see that smile upon your face.

It doesn’t matter what they all might say,

Because at the end of the day,

My heart still holds you,

And it’s always, only you.

Always, only you.

Time still slows down whenever you’re around,

And still, even on my worst day you pick me up off the ground.

My heart still races when you say my name,

And though time has changed so much, my love for you still remains the same.

Even through everything that brought us both so much pain,

We silently stood beside each other and made it through the rain.

So don’t be afraid,

My love for you will never fade.

Don’t ever listen to what they all say,

Because at the end of the day,

My heart still holds you,

And it’s always, only you.

Always, only you.

And even if the desert is cold, and the grass turns blue,

There will never be a day that comes, that I’ll stop loving you.

No matter what life throws our way,

At the end of every single day,

I promise it’s always gonna be only you.

Always, only you.

Defeated By You

Two quarters, four pennies, is all I got to my name,

Sixty-two hours, and I still wait, pacing the floor.

My heart still aches, nothing’s changed, I still feel the same,

But still, I’m waiting on you, to walk through the door.

Baby, I’m losing my mind,

I don’t know what to do,

I’m still looking, but I got nothing to find,

I don’t know what to do,

Somehow I lost you.



I try to remember all the things I said,

But thoughts of emptiness fill my head.

I hate this.

But I hate you more...

Simply, because I love you so much.

And I can't stand the way I still yearn for your touch.

I’m just another victim who,

Is just one more casualty defeated by you.



I should have, could have, would have, said I needed you.

They all think I’m moving on,

And that’s what I should do,

But you know the truth is, I’m just not that strong,

And the truth is, I just can’t let you go.

I’m losing my mind,

I don’t know what to do,

I’m still looking, but I got nothing to find,

I don’t know what to do,

How did I lose you?



I try to remember all the things you said,

But thoughts of emptiness fill my head.

I hate this. But I hate you more...

Simply, because I love you so much.

And I can't stand the way I still yearn for your touch.

I can’t let myself be another victim who,

Is just one more casualty defeated by you.



Oh how this house seems so small,

When you’re waiting by the phone.

You know I’d rather hurt, than feel nothing at all,

And I’d rather miss you, than feel so alone.

I’m still waiting up for you,

Baby, I’m still holding out hope for you.

Don’t tell me I lost you,

Cuz I can’t let myself be another victim who,

Is just another casualty defeated by you.

Don’t lose faith in me, because I know what I need to do,

I promise I will come find you.

Snowflakes and Static Shocks

Weeping willows and acoustic guitar riffs,
Paper airplanes and imaginary sentimental gifts,
Kisses in the rain and old coffee at midnight,
Smoke rings and dreams of a dress in white.
All of these things have a way of making my heart weak,
And the way they fit together makes them so unique.
So I’m going to smile, because I deserve to.
I’m going to miss you, because I need to.

At night he amazes me,
Until the sun comes up and I realize he’s left me.
God it makes me feel so weak,
I forget how to speak.
I can’t explain it,
All I know is I feel it.


Snowflakes and static shocks,
Whispers in the dark and beeping alarm clocks,
Sweet Pea and candle light,
Secret notes and staying up all night.
All of these things are forever memories of you,
And no one else could make them mean something the way that you do.
So I’m going to cry, because I have to.
I’m going to miss you, because I need to.
But still, I’m going to smile, because I deserve to.

I amaze myself at night,
Because when the sun comes up I know I’m still alright.
And sometimes I still feel weak,
But I’ve finally learned how to speak.
I still can’t explain it,
All I know is I feel it.
So as I write this down one last time,
I’ll make it pretty and make it rhyme.
Just know I understand that you can’t help how you don’t feel,
But no matter what I’m still going to tell myself what we had was real.
And I still believe it was all worth my while.
So even if it kills me, I’m going to smile.

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© Kattie Lindsay 2016

I Am Not Enough

I loved you, inside and out.


Even when the darkness of your past, cast me with doubt.

I gave you my mind and my whole heart.

Because you looked me in the eye and swore nothing would ever tear us apart.

I made you my life, and the reason for my whole existence.

I was sure that the love we had could make it through the distance.

But I, was not enough.

I tried to fullfill your every need, and be what I thought you wanted me to be,

But that all came crashing down, when I realized I could never be.

I could never contend with your dream,

And trying to compete was like dead weight swimming upstream.

No matter what I did, I could never compare,

And soon the competition just became too much to bear.

There was nothing needed to show,

No words were ever needed to know,

That I, would never be enough.

I gave you a gift that no one else could give,

And I believed you when you said it was the reason you lived.

I just wanted you to be there,

But when I needed you the most, you were too caught up in your dreams to care.

I gave you chance after chance to create our own dream.

But you constantly pushed that aside to chase your own dream.

Maybe I should've learned the first time you left my dreams behind,

But I thought my love would open your eyes, then I soon realized I was the one that was blind.

I don't know why it took so long for me to finally see,

That there was a difference in who I thought you were and, what you would never be.

But now it's all clear,

No words are needed to hear,

That no matter what, I, can never be enough.

My heart honestly breaks for you,

That you really don't even have a clue.

You think you're following your heart,

But in reality, you're only ripping your true dreams apart.

I wish I could say I was sorry,

That,

I am.

Not enough.

I.

Was.

Never.

Enough.

But after I've picked up all the pieces,

And the thinkness around my heart decreases,

Someone, Who you never were for me,

Will finally see the stregnth I have within me.

And will truly show,

And let me really know,

That I,

Am,

Enough.

Come Find Me

It's four am and I'm thriving on the only fumes I have left to get me through,

And with any luck these fumes will spark and ignite me so I can be burning up next to you.

I hold conversations with myself that keep me up at night,

But I've learned to listen to the messages in those voices instead of putting up a fight.

It's just one of those silly things I do,

To help ease the pain of missing you.

Open your eyes, open your heart.

Don't let this all fall apart.

Can you feel my heart aching,

Please see me.

Please see me.

My soul screams,

Please hear me.

Please hear me.

From within I cry out for you to,

Come find me.

Come find me.

If you see me,

If you hear me,

Please, come find me.

Words don't come easy when it comes to you,

But when you held me I felt brand new.

The world just stopped, there was no time,

No reason, no rhyme.

But all we had is just that one night,

I said "hush now darlin' just let these fumes ignite."

Because before we knew it I was missing your eyes,

And it was a slow and painful death before sunrise.

Why can't you hear me calling?

Why can't you see me falling?

Where is your heart?

Why are you letting this all fall apart?

Can you feel my heart aching,

Please see me.

Please see me.

My soul screams,

Please hear me.

Please hear me.

From within I cry out for you to,

Come find me.

Come find me.

If you see me,

If you hear me,

Please, come find me.

Come find me.