http://slow.writerscafe.org/sweetnut13 The original writings of author sweetie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776083433 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 As ice gives to water,she melts to her tearsa wail escapes her throather body quakeslong eyelashes moistened.She tastes her own saltinessand sputtershead in her handsshe sobs.Shell-shockedweakenedbrokendepressedher child is gone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetnut13/1045105/ My life recedes behind meslowlyinto the pastI watch, spellbound,my joys and achievementsall my victoriesI stare in horrorat the failures, shocks, and disappointmentsI see a missed opportunity,a misspent hour,and I outstretch my handto take it backto correct itto change it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sweetnut13/1043946/