When R achel Died.....
The leaves from the Pear Tree she once climbed as a child,
didn't fall for days.
When R achel Died....
The Blood in veins dried up... My Lord the sky, how it cried.
When my Sweet R achel Died... not a ray of sunshine neglected to fill their Hearts,
watching Her Fade Away.
But like the Sun R achel... you were gone at Dusk.
My R achel you were here, you belong.
My Dear R achel... you left me at 17 and I can't move on.
My Rachel, your fiery heart, your burning skin reflected in me.
Where art thou R achel when I need thee!!
Rachel.. R achel... R ac hel.... I need Rachel!
I recall that Dreary day,
it was noon when I realized you were gone, I waited, I watched! hell Rachel I even called onto God for you.
But you left me at Dusk,
And a year later all I received, was a note of encouragement on the 2nd of October,
At Dawn.
- Author: Rebecca (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 13th, 2017 21:29
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is the most vague yet personal poem I have ever written, it means everything to me.
- Category: Unclassified
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