http://slow.writerscafe.org/jtagani25 The original writings of author Jaclyn en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776207537 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I am a small path in the woods,Stretching infinitely in both directions,Forever in the future and the past.I am a tower,Reaching towards the sun.I am a mighty oak,Remaining tall and strong.I have firm roots,But lofty branches.I am a river,Crashing and surging,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jtagani25/983479/ Ten years ago I was only tenAnd if you think ten years changes youFrom a child to an adultThen you haven’t lived long enough.Five years ago I was only fifteen,Confused and trying to find my way,And if you think five years is long enoughTo figure everything out,Then you certainly have not lived.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jtagani25/976496/ Miles and miles of outstretched roads,cars passing left and right like busy bees,mountains and forests and cliffs and riversall blurring together behind the glass.Pines turning to maples, maples to oaksand oaks to palm trees,their massive leaves swaying in the breeze.Papers rustling and passengers c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jtagani25/972731/ catch me dearI'm falling,but your arms would besoft landing,your strong, warmhands unfailing,to cradle me back to sleep.and in my dreams you'llhold me,your whipers will floatand carry,your lips so softcaress me,your heart where I call home.And as I wake Ifind you,into my arms Ibind you,and to my sou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jtagani25/972728/ One day I decided just to sit,And watch the waves on the ocean.  They were small, gentle waves that swept onto the shore at their leisure,Pulling away with the same finesse.The setting sun glistened off the water,Creating a mirror that spanned to the far corners of the earth,Reflecting the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jtagani25/972720/ She went to airports to watch people. Businessmen at work, lover’s reuniting, soldiers coming home. It was all fascinating to her. When she stepped into the terminal today, however, it was with a purpose. Her heels click-clacked on the cold linoleum floor as she approached the counter and purc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jtagani25/972718/ Based on real experience http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jtagani25/972716/ Tender words both soft and sweet,In joyful tones you keep,A temperament so gentle and mild,That my heart you have beguiled. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jtagani25/972714/ based off the format of "Abandoned Farmhouse" by Ted Kooser http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jtagani25/972712/