Short Rebekah Poems

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Wife Brittany Rebekah
I love them so...

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Going to the creek,
Jumping off the peak.

Sitting around the campfire,
Eating s'mores and getting tired.

Going to the beaches,
And picking off leaches.


By:
Rebekah Fry...

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loudest was the music from her parties
loudest was her audacity
to come in a town
and challenge the town’s rules
stole neighbor’s dog
and sent a clear message

her degraded reputation
and unnoticed kindness
got her a tag of mad woman
never scared of bringing change
Now a role model
For women in her age
...

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Little people on the hill,
Dancing 'neath the moonlight.

Bid me come with them, I will,
Run and run 'til out of sight.

Tir Na Nog, Tir Na Nog,
Under every moore and bog.

Land of the young,
Of whom we've often sung.

To a land of fairies old,
To a land of dance and song.

Where I will never 'er feel cold,
Nor the night will 'er feel long. 

This is a lullaby my sister, Rebekah, and I wrote together....

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