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ReBe Loves

@rebeloves.bsky.social

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Artist, Entrepreneur & Hobby Photographer
Songwriter & Poet
Mental Health Advocate & Blogger
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ReBe Loves

@rebeloves.bsky.social

In the quiet corners of memory's embrace, Where whispers of love linger and trace, Two years have passed, a bittersweet seam,
Stitched with the threads of a heart's hidden dream.Papaw Bob, with hands worn yet kind,
Built bridges of strength in the hearts he would find, A father figure, a beacon of light, In shadows he stood, guiding the night.
His laughter a melody echoing still,
In the soft rustle of leaves, on the hush of the hill, A hard-working man, with a spirit so true, Each act of kindness a gift he imbued.
Oh how I looked up, as the seasons would turn, With lessons of love and wisdom to learn, He taught me that life is a canvas to fill, With strokes of compassion, with fervor and will. Now I carry his echo through days soaked in gray, His love like a compass, It leads me each day, Though time moves in silence, his spirit remains, In the laughter of memories, in joy, and in pains.Two years since the shadow of loss brushed my heart, Yet in the warmth of his love, I shall never depart, For he lives in each heartbeat, each dream that I weave, In the stories of hope and the loves that I leave. Dear Papaw Bob, in the stillness I sigh, Each moment without you, a whisper goodbye. In the corners of my heart, you forever reside, A shimmering presence, my mentor, my guide. I miss your warm laughter, the stories you'd share, The spark in your eyes, the love that laid bare. In gardens we tended, in shadows we played, With each fleeting memory, your spirit won't fade. The lessons you taught, in the softness of night, Still guide me through darkness, still shine ever bright. Though silence surrounds me, and time pulls away, Your love is the anchor, the strength that won't sway. I find you in dreams, in warm summer's glow, In the rustle of leaves, in the soft falling snow. Dear Papaw Bob, though this distance feels long, In the song of my heart, you'll forever belong. So here's to the laughter, the bond that we grew, In the tapestry of life, I'll always hold you. Each tear …

February 25, 2025 at 12:08 AM

ReBe Loves

@rebeloves.bsky.social

This man turns into someone else #onstage. If you ever get the chance to see #ToddSimpson of #BirminghamAL, Do!

February 3, 2025 at 2:53 AM

ReBe Loves

@rebeloves.bsky.social

#songwriter #thegirlbefore #findinglove #poet #art

The Girl Before

She's always the prelude to someone's song
Gets played out then they move along
Good enough but never the prize
Left standing under cloudy skies
They use her heart like it's a test
Then leave for someone they think is best
She plays her part in love's cruel dance
But never gets a second glance

She's always the girl before
The one who opens love's rusted door
Never chosen never more
She's the girl before they soar
Her feelings linger like a haunting ghost
She's the whisper not the toast

Brushed aside like fallen leaves
In a world of liars and thieves
She's always the girl before
The one who opens love's rusted door
Never chosen never more
Always the girl before they soar

Wonder why she feels so cold
Just tired from the endless fold
Touched her soul then said goodbye
Left her wondering why they lied
She's always the girl before
Dreaming for Forevermore

-Written by ReBe Loves • 01/30/25

Photo of me: brunette, chubby red cheeks, brown eyes and a half smile.

January 31, 2025 at 6:37 AM

ReBe Loves

@rebeloves.bsky.social

I wrote the lyrics and put a melody that I badly sang into a voice memo, and then took that to an ai song generator after playing with it a little bit, this is what I made. I then drew the cover photo for the song preview #songwriter #lyricist #illustrator