They met where the climate was warmer In a time when the days held true Where what was said was said with special meaning When it was they met, that's when they knew
They knew they were meant for each other For both of them that day finally came They Wed on a mountain side in a field of flowers Where she said yes dear, I'll take your name
It was love that held these two together It was love that kept them so closely bound To this moment in time they knew would last forever Since what they were looking for they both had found
This much love they needed to share with a family They just knew that the timing was right A baby was born to them they named her Rebecca A joy that filled up both of their lives
Rebecca grew into a fine stately woman Met a man who moved her to the North Left behind her Mother and Father But took with her their love of course
She's adapted to her surrounds Braving each and every winter storm Remembering the warmth of youth that held her In the comfort of her home
Rebecca became a purveyor of life's scenery It's pure beauty sometimes makes Rebecca cry As she puts it softly from her pen to paper Because Rebecca is a poet of life
For my good friend and wonderful poet...Rebecca Askew