Rachel Fogle

Rookie (July 26,1977 / Baltimore, MD)

Rachel Fogle Poems

81. Tears For Thy Angel 11/16/2005
82. Child Of My Heart 11/16/2005
83. Unsure 11/16/2005
84. Loveless Life 11/16/2005
85. Loves Vision 11/16/2005
86. Never Will I Surrender 11/16/2005
87. You Are My Heart 11/16/2005
88. Just One More Day..... 11/17/2004
89. Reflections 11/17/2004
90. Touch Me 11/17/2004
91. What The Knight May Bring 11/17/2004
92. The Rainbow & The Sunset 11/15/2004
93. Remembering Your Spirit 11/13/2004
94. One Last Request 11/16/2004
95. A Missing Friend 11/16/2004
96. The Ring 11/16/2004
97. Let There Voices Be Heard 11/16/2004
98. Those Simple Words.... 11/17/2004
99. Ryan 11/16/2004
100. Our Words 11/16/2004
101. So Close.....And Yet.... 11/16/2004
102. The Storm 11/16/2004
103. Alisha's Prayier 11/15/2004
104. Remember (9-11) 8/26/2005
105. Just Moments To Become Friends 11/16/2004
106. Still Loving? ? ? 11/17/2004
107. Is There..... 11/16/2005
108. My Lover & My Friend 11/16/2005
109. My Moments 11/16/2005
110. Knowing What Could Have Been.... 11/16/2005
111. Sweet November 11/17/2004
112. One Last Tear Drop 11/16/2004
113. Reflections Of A Broken Heart 11/17/2004
114. Once Upon A Time.... 11/17/2004
115. How I Wonder? ? ? 11/17/2004
116. Me 11/16/2004
117. The Torment Of Love 11/16/2004
118. Chances Are.... 11/15/2004
119. To Late To Say Maybe.... 11/16/2005
120. Engraved 11/16/2005

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Best Poem of Rachel Fogle

Hope

Keep hope in your heart,
Keep it there till there's more.
More of what many should have, but are just to afraid to hold.
Hope is like a crystal, rare precious & bold.
Hope is what makes us humans, hope is whats in our souls.
Each day that comes & goes.
Each night that passes by is just another step for our hopes to come alive.
We see what's in right and wrong.
We see what's in bad and good.
We see what other's and most don't see.
What beauty and wonder hope can hold.

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Broken & Torn

Scattered about, broken away lost in this world no time for play.
Living, liking left behind, sometimes emptyness is not hard to find.
Weary, waking day to day, losing track god still has his say.
Timeout, look back, reflect and give thanks.
Sometimes good moments go by to fast.
Giving, taking loving us all,
Mothers definitely didn't miss their call.
Laughing, crying we're still here,
Children give thanks for their happy years.