http://slow.writerscafe.org/provision The original writings of author Carolyn Rinando en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776011769 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I see a pattern before meI've kept it in stourIt seems to make a gloveThe one that I adoreI've worn this glove so many times And the pattern is hard to findThe feelings of comfort with it's fitI see that it's about to ripMy hand has outgrown the patternOr perhaps the paper has become worn and tatter.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/provision/1473955/ Short poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/provision/1087664/ Beneath the layers of my bark,Lie my past to be foretold,Revealed unto my future. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/provision/1070559/