"What we have once enjoyed we can never lose... all that we love deeply becomes a part of us." —Helen Keller
"Every action of our lives touches on some chord that will vibrate in eternity." —Sean O'Casey, Playwright and Irish Dramatist
"Every action of our lives touches on some chord that will vibrate in eternity." —Sean O'Casey, Playwright and Irish Dramatist
About Me
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i'm all about walking outdoors in the midst of a leaf fall with no shoes on (or perhaps a really pretty pair to dress my jeans up), my favorite pair of jeans on that fit just right, with maybe a braid or two in my hair.... my daughter makes my life worth living. my books keep my dreams alive & well nurtured. my poetry keeps my emotions in check. my friends... well, you're the glue that helps me hang on when it seems too hard to try on my own. i'm just a country girl at heart & miss living near the good ole country folk.
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"A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness."
~Robert Frost
~Robert Frost
For Reasons Untold
i sit cross legged
rocking & crying
tears streaming down to my chin
my heart's in a vice
painfully gripped in sorrow
i see the laughter in your eyes
the love on your lips
caressing my own
thoughts of you
are inescapable
enfolding me into the memory
of your embrace
and as i sit
with longing raging inside
my soul awakens
but feels so trapped
if only for the moment
bound in carbon paper
tied up with twine
over and over
the longings subside
but they always come back
there's no where for them to hide
so here i sit
legs crossed in front of me
i look up into the sunlight
and find my reasons to smile
~rebecca, 2006
rocking & crying
tears streaming down to my chin
my heart's in a vice
painfully gripped in sorrow
i see the laughter in your eyes
the love on your lips
caressing my own
thoughts of you
are inescapable
enfolding me into the memory
of your embrace
and as i sit
with longing raging inside
my soul awakens
but feels so trapped
if only for the moment
bound in carbon paper
tied up with twine
over and over
the longings subside
but they always come back
there's no where for them to hide
so here i sit
legs crossed in front of me
i look up into the sunlight
and find my reasons to smile
~rebecca, 2006













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