Biography of Rebecca Moors
Mother of two. Started writing first poems in last foster home (Louise Marnell-foster mother) . E-mail address email@example.com
Rebecca Moors Poems
Dedicated To: God
Once upon a rainbow. The rain washed away my sorrow. The angel's are singing their song. And the church bell's are going off loudly 'ding dong.'
Our Sweet Little Girl
Always dancing; Always prancing. So loving; and so caring. Ever so daring.
There Are Times I Lose My Hope
Daddy, there are times I lose my hope. For the pain inside is far more than I can cope. I wish I could go back and be your little girl again. Instead of being in the dark hole I am in.
Dedicated To: My Husband Josh
I wish there was a word to express how I feel, But even I love you isn’t good enough. I wish there was a way to be with you until the end of time, But eternity isn’t long enough.
I cry my last tear, for, I’ll cry no more. Life, filled with pain and misery, leaving my heart nothing but sore. I wonder about today and tomorrow and all I’ve lost.
There Never Was....
There are times I feel my heart cry. Like a part of me is ready to die. I know must go on. But, people don't seem to understand my light is gone.
I don’t want a broken heart again. I don’t want to let you in. But every time I see you, I can’t help falling In love. I remember when he used to say forever I would be all he dreamed of.
I Never Meant
I never meant to break your heart. And, now I’ve torn both of our lives apart. I know you must think I don’t love you. But even though I did wrong, my love beats true.
Our Sweet Little Boy
Cute tiny little hands and cute tiny little feet, Who could imagine something so sweet? Cute little smile, cute little dimples. You make loving you so simple.
Dedicated To: My Daughter Riley
When the doctor’s placed you in my arms, I felt my heart go numb. I thought you would never come! How happy you made me! My beautiful little girl, Riley.
Dedicated To: God
Once upon a rainbow.
The rain washed away my sorrow.
The angel's are singing their song.
And the church bell's are going off loudly 'ding dong.'
I watch my children playing.
Not listening to a single word I'm saying.
I look up to listen to the birds singing happily.
Busily, building their nests for their upcoming family.
I smile up at the sun; and feel God's love all around me.