If you check out the POETRY label here on the blog, there are several sonnets penned by Scotty. There are several inventive invitations to the annual Father's Day (Father's Dad 2020), a couple Covid-inspired creations (Covid 2020, Covid Free World) and more, including the MOLES one shown below.
Scott shared this September 17, 2019 after Dad/Lamar went in for a skin check.
(See the email correspondence on the WriteOn blog).
Going through "the boxes" of saved stuff the parents have collected over the years, some of the earliest known poems written by Scott Edward Westra were discovered. Featured above, there was a complete booklet, mimeographed and stapled together, showcasing an entire classroom's odes to WIND. This was compiled in March, when the wind blows in (like a lion or a lamb, depending on the year). The year this was written was 1972. At this time, the Westra family was still residing in Washington, although the move to Utah would come later that year (in August). Scotty would have been in the second grade, and his poem is there in the center (retyped below as well).
Wind
Wind whistling by
Bends the trees
Runs across the grass
Flies my kite up high
Sings a song to me
Wind
When Mom/Margie was looking through things, she found a journal entry about little Scotty from 1970. He would have been in 1st grade at the new Sacajawea II school. His teacher, Mrs. McIntyre had noted how good he was at poetry and art, at just 6 or 7 years old. His teacher typed up his poems, with his drawings, bound them into a book and put it into the school library!
... there was another paper with a poem saved in the box, a rhyming dedication to the folks.
(Mom's notation ~ Scott age 9)
How sweet! No wonder this was saved for over 50 years!
Check out Little Lamar's poem for his mother!
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