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Scott Worth Poem
Here’s a poem to start your day,
I hope it helps in some small way.
Don’t ever start your day with a frown,
Be a Queen and straighten your crown.
Never fear for I will always be near,
To bring you love, laughter, and cheer.
So start your day with a heart full of love,
You my dear are an angel, a white dove.
This poem I wrote only for you,
The words I wrote are oh so true.
A friend in me, you’ll have till the end,
With all of my heart to you I send.
Scott W.
Copyright © Scott Worth | Year Posted 2025
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Your smile is like the moon all silver lined,
I wanted to be by you, time after time.
Your love for sports was quite unreal,
But you never gave up that rid and reel.
Your humour was loved, loved by us all,
But your laugh was the best, best of it all.
I watched when you became a man and you grew,
Just to sit with the boys and have a brew.
Your heart was big, big for all,
No matter the person big or small.
And now that you’ve gone to a better place,
You will always have our love and our grace.
Scott W.
Copyright © Scott Worth | Year Posted 2025
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Everyday
My beautiful forever, where do I begin,
Not having you in my life would be a sin.
Every waking moment you’re on my mind,
You my love, are truly one of a kind.
For every morning when I wake,
My very first thought is to send a text.
Good morning dear I say to you,
Days cannot start without a response from you.
The response of your text sets my heart aglow,
For the love I feel for you, I’ll continue to show.
You brighten my morning with simple words,
Of friendship and love and usually something absurd.
For every day I wish you joy and happiness,
My love and respect for you is endless.
To have the strength and seize the day,
Is what I wish for you and I pray,
Throughout the day a friendly text,
All the while I’m thinking of the next-
Words to say for I think of you,
Every hour, every minute, of what you do.
The evening comes and the day draws to end,
I can’t wait to text and hit send.
Wishing sweet dreams and a good nights rest,
Thinking of you giving all of my best.
If you ever think I don’t care,
My heart with you forever I share.
This bond we have is eternally true,
You’re stuck with me, I used gorilla glue.
Scott W
Copyright © Scott Worth | Year Posted 2025
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What a beautiful lady standing in front of me,
I imagine what life would be.
Her beautiful smile, so big and so bright,
Makes me know that what I feel is right.
With every laugh and every tear,
Communication and understanding are clear.
All our fears seem to be put to rest,
Whenever she cuddles into my chest.
An everlasting friendship and love,
Makes me feel as if it was matched from above.
My feelings for her will never die,
Because I could never see myself saying goodbye.
Scott W.
Copyright © Scott Worth | Year Posted 2025
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As I woke this morning it occurred to me,
My dream last night was full of memories.
Memories of a past both good and bad,
Some of the memories were oh so sad.
When I woke my cheeks clearly were wet,
It clearly was a sign that I had wept.
As I reflected on my dream it was clear to see,
That all of this time you have been there for me.
I can never thank you enough for the memories,
I promise you’ll always have a friend in me.
We will surely have moments when we clash again,
What we mean to each other though will never end.
The bond we share is like no other,
We should never feel like either of us is a bother.
Our hearts are pure and full of love,
Hugs so symbolic, like white doves.
Scott W.
Copyright © Scott Worth | Year Posted 2025
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At twenty-six, a gentle flame,?
A golden heart, a glowing name.
?With grace she walks, with light she stands,
?A scholar's mind, with helping hands.
What once began with drinks and cheer,?
Evolved into a bond so dear.
?Not bound by blood, but something more,
?A kindred soul I now adore.
She’s laughter in the darkest night,?
She’s wisdom when the path’s not right.
?An honour student, bright and true,?
Yet humble in all that she’ll do.
You're brilliant, bold, and brave through all,?
Yet still you answer every call—
?To help, to serve, to be the one?
Who shows compassion is never done.
Through tears and talks, the highs and lows,
?She stayed—when few would dare or chose.?Understanding, patient, kind,?
A rarer soul you’ll never find.
Though "fake" is what the title reads,?
She fills so many real-life needs.
?A daughter not by birth or name,
?But loved all just the same.
So here's to her—this heart of gold,
?With stories shared and hands to hold.?
A special place she’ll always own,?
In this old heart she calls her own.
Scott W
Copyright © Scott Worth | Year Posted 2025
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The sun shining so bright and the sky so blue,
There isn’t a day where I don’t adore you.
Once in a deep dark mental place,
You came outta nowhere my saving grace.
You brought my mind back to happy times,
Positive and love, it should be a crime.
I never thought I’d ever be this way again,
But here I am on life’s happy train.
There isn’t a day where I don’t think of you,
It’s like you’re stuck to me with invisible glue.
Now don’t get me wrong it’s where I want you,
Us together an inseparable two.
I can never stop adoring you.
Scott W.
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We talk like always—deep and wide,?
Of everything, and what's inside.?
You know my soul, I know your face,
?Every silence, every grace.
But there’s a line we never cross,
?Drawn soft in sand, but heavy with loss.?
A whisper hung between each laugh,?
A truth we only feel by half.
I see it in the way you pause,?
In hands that shake without a cause.?
The way you look, then look away—
?Afraid of what your eyes might say.
We could be more, we both have known,?
In every moment we’re alone.?
But love is fire, and fire can burn—
?So we choose not to let it turn.
Because what we have is rare and true,?
A bond that time can’t undo.?
And if we reach, and it falls through—?
Would I still have all of you?
So we don’t gamble, don’t confess.
?We bury want beneath a "yes."
?We hold this gift and let it be,
?Though part of you still reaches me.
Maybe someday, when stars align,
?When fear no longer draws the line—?
We’ll speak the words we’ve always known,?
And love will find its way back home.
But not today. Not just yet.?
We’re not a risk we can forget.?
So we stay here, on the edge of flame—?
Two hearts too scared to name the same.
Scott W
Copyright © Scott Worth | Year Posted 2025
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Life feels hard at times, pain and suffering,
Love seems to be the only comforting.
Fear of loss and being unwanted,
Anxiety kicks in and life becomes daunting.
Questions asked to hopefully lessen the pain,
Sometimes feels like nothing gained.
Answers aren’t always what you hope to be,
Crossing your fingers with hope to see.
Love can be a struggle when timing is wrong,
Continue to believe, for your time won’t be long.
Life is hard at times, it’s easy to see,
Keep hoping on love for it’s meant to be.
One thing is for sure a friendship was made,
You will always have that, which will never fade.
Scott W.
Copyright © Scott Worth | Year Posted 2025
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We were once madly in love,?
Young hearts caught in reckless fire.?
Then I told you the dump truck joke—
?A laugh, then silence,?And slowly, I walked away.
I chased shadows in skirts,?
Mistook freedom for fulfillment,?
But birthdays came, and so did my wishes—?
Simple texts, silent prayers,?
A whisper from the past to say: I remember.
You found Malcolm.
?I watched from the sidelines,?
Respectful, but aching.?
Then years slipped like sand,?
And again, I reached out?
As my own love story unraveled.
But Darren was there—
?A wall I dared not climb.?
So I stepped back,?
Yet still, every January,?
I typed your name?
And sent another candle on a digital cake.
Then Darlene died.?
My world fractured like ice beneath weight,?
Darkness crept in corners I once called home.
?And just when the night felt endless—?
You.
A message.?
A lifeline from the woman?
I never quite stopped loving.
?We met, we laughed, we rebuilt—?
Brick by careful brick,?
A bridge across all we’d lost.
Love bloomed again.
?I tasted happiness?
With the kind of wonder only age can give.?
But time—?
It plays cruel tricks.?
In the blink of an eye, the romance faded.
Not with fury.?
Not with fire.?
But with quiet resignation.?
It wasn’t meant to be.
Still, you’re here—
?A friend, a tether,?
Proof that some bonds don’t shatter,
?Even when love slips through the cracks.
And though the dump truck joke?
Broke us once,?
Your laughter still echoes?
In the heart I never gave away.
Scott W
Copyright © Scott Worth | Year Posted 2025
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