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| Rachel by Janet Cooke With each passing day Comes the evening grey - And another tear. Rachel where are you? Come home to me. A warm smiling face Twinkling eye A bounce in your step Caring heart driving dreams. So many hopes yet to dream So many dreams yet to achieve. Playing dressup Barbie Dolls Weebles that wobble Sheera and sidewalk chalk Panda Bears PooBee Peep Pie Playing giddy up horsey on that Old Oak Tree Make believe cannons fired off the deck. So full of life Yet dreams to dream Stars to reach. We walked the beach searched for treasures Jumped the waves Snorkled beautiful reefs of faraway lands. Whenever you needed you reached out your hand. Mine would be there to love, guide and protect. Now I feel so helpless - What can I do? Sweet and Melodic the words of a song. Take flight from your lips and touch my heart. So much to say to so many We search night and day. Oh Rachel our angel What can we say? Whomever is knowing - You must know we care. Let Rachel come home Or please tell us where. |
