http://slow.writerscafe.org/CrimsonWings The original writings of author Dianna Rene&eacute; en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776018758 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 These AreThe Things&nbsp;The sunshines brightlyAs I lookthrough the window.A colorfulflower,Birdssinging their lovely songs.These arethe thingsThat Ihear and see.&nbsp;But I longfor other thingsThe thingsthat only you can do.Your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrimsonWings/515081/ Just a simple, to the point poem for my boyfriend. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrimsonWings/515079/ This is a poem that I wrote for the inside of my boyfriend's Valentine's Day card this year. <3 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrimsonWings/515076/ This is a poem that I wrote for my boyfriend after we had a fight. The different parts were written to add suspense. 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The poem was written before we got together though. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrimsonWings/362702/ This is a poem about the love that I still have for my ex-boyfriend that I dated for about one year and three months. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrimsonWings/330096/ CHAPTER THREE&nbsp;Once I saw him, my legs turned to jello &ndash; refusing to move while feeling as if I could fall to the ground in one instant.&nbsp;He didn&rsquo;t even look like himself.&nbsp;Nate was a rather small guy with naturally dark skin and hair.&nbsp;Normally, he looked as if the s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrimsonWings/317068/ CHAPTER TWO&nbsp;As I heard Isabella speak those words, the knot in my stomach jumped up into my throat leaving me completely speechless.&nbsp;&ldquo;Rebecca.&nbsp;Rebecca?&rdquo; I slightly heard Isabella saying over the phone.&nbsp;As the words started to settle in, I could slowly feel the wet.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrimsonWings/317067/ &nbsp;CHAPTER ONE&nbsp;From the view of my bedroom window, all I could see were the stars and full moon that brightly illuminated the sky.&nbsp;Most nights like this didn&rsquo;t mean a thing to me but there was just something about this one that put a knot in the pit of my stomach.&nbsp;For o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrimsonWings/317065/ &nbsp;Rebecca Grace Robinson was born on September 7, 1990 at 12:02 AM.&nbsp; Her natural hair color was a light brown which she would never change if it was up to her.&nbsp; Everyone was always telling her that her bright blue eyes were so beautiful.&nbsp; Actually, one of the things that her boy.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrimsonWings/290655/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CrimsonWings/290652/ This poem was written in memory of Mr. Frankie Congiardo Senior. 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