My Rebecca, Thy Hast Waited For Me To Rescue Her
Years of loneliness; She hast lived a life of no aspiration
Everyday yearning for closure at the next station
Dreaming everyday of the hopelessness cure
My Rebecca, Thy Hast Waited For Me To Rescue Her
She reaps the suffering and lots of pain
Not finding her one true love from Moscow to Maine
Praying everyday with such intensity; such words of pure
My Rebecca, Thy Hast Waited For Me To Rescue Her
She has almost given up hope; but still had just one small wish
Finding her one true love and soulmate; very hard to fish
But, she accepted the pain and knew she can endure
My Rebecca, Thy Hast Waited For Me To Rescue Her
A life of just day after day intensive praying
When will he come for me, before bed she kept saying
When shall this suffering end and for eternity be over
My Rebecca, Thy Hast Waited For Me To Rescue Her
A day she got a mysterious Secret Admirer Letter
After being fully amazed, she felt hopeful and so much better
She gave praise for her blessing from her lifelong endeavor
My Rebecca, Thy Hast Waited For Me To Rescue Her
Copyright © Daniel Moscovitz | Year Posted 2018
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