Rachel Fogle Poems

When I was alittle girl, dreams really did come true.
They were more then just a fairy tale, or a story from a book.
Now as I've grown up and seen what life can bring, I've finally just begun to know that I'll always's just be me.
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Once Upon A Time....
We lived in a world when familes ment more then just Christmas galores.
Back when life was simple and plan,
No Ninetendo's that just seem to wash out the brain.
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I used to wait for him faithfully, everynight by the door.
Talk about mans best friend, he couldn't ask for anything more.

Never did he wonder about my love for him, I on the other hand still wonder if he ever did.
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Like the gentle tap of water when it rains so slowly,
Its there in the back ground reminding you its there.
My longing is the same in this world they've placed me in.....
To want something so much and know its there but distant from my reach.
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Never have I known someone whom gives me peace such as this.
With him I feel alive in away no words even find such bliss.
And even when we part and its time for him to leave.
Still I feel him with me, ever fleeting, every kiss.
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When I think of you I smile its a habit I seem to have.
I see your face so clearly its like a lighted and guided path.
Moments that have given me pleasure in ways I can't express, Make me feel alive and cherished all because you have shown me this path.
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We all ask ourselves time and again, that dreaded question of,
What Could Have been?

Rethinking every error, reliving the past trying to stop and ponder the questions over & over we ask.
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Beautiful rain drops pouring down, and the sweetest whisper as the breeze comes down.
Morning heaven is awake again and smiling down to let the world rise again.
Lovely tree tops all around and the leaves that fall to the hollow ground.
Sweet November full of grace now comes the time for the world to take shape,
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My words may never reach you.
You may never see the pain, that your leaving has left behind when you walked away without a trace.
I've just come to realize what feeling's I have for you,
But are they love or are they lust?
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I sit back and think of ways,
That I can take back all the days
That we have spent in anger and in rage.
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