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Rebecca dear don't cease your works
Don't listen to the callous smirks
A kindred spirit, you fly and fly
Don't let unkindness dot your eye

Rebecca you are a brighter star
Than provincial minds ever are
Do not let them silence your voice
or take away your gifted choice

Rebecca don your armour, dear
Swordsmen and hunters are always near
Your soul is what will shield the blows
With every wound your spirit grows

Rebecca let your thoughts pour out
don't censor what your soul's about
If they can't see your brilliant light
then they lack your beautiful sight

Rebecca gather all the sorrow and pain
that pokes and prods your heart's refrain
And weave it into your golden shield
all your beauty will be revealed

Rebecca some can't see the glow
Your beauty they will never know
Do not let them assign your name
your soul is not theirs to smother or tame





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All that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream....
Edgar Allen Poe


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The following comments are for "To Rebecca - a prologue"
by poesandpoetry

just that last line
Very nice again p&p. Great rhyme and an insightful edge to it. Now the last line works, but it didn't quite flow until I read it a couple of times. When I dropped the words and just listened for the beat I heard one less syllable in that last line.
The more I read it though the more it works as it is. :( I guess that's the beauty of poetry and it's flexibility. Last lines can also be that suming up and work in different ways. I heard it as
"your soul's not theirs to smother or tame".
Perhaps someone else can give you another opinion. Great otherwise. A friend or daughter is it?
respects
smithy

( Posted by: smithy [Member] On: January 14, 2004 )

to rebecca
thank you again, yes, it is to my step-daughter - she is a member of another site and her she deleted the majority of her work because...long story. Anyway, I hope she reads this poem. She reminds me of myself at that age and I don't want her to be ashamed of her art or resort to hiding who she is in a notebook.

( Posted by: poesandpoetry [Member] On: January 14, 2004 )





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