http://slow.writerscafe.org/amw The original writings of author Alison M Whyte en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776185192 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 An Angel stands with his head hanging lowfor he holds in his hand, little Emily's bow.She was taken away and cannot be foundher pink bow found lying alone on the ground.She is always happy and shines like the sunonly this morning, riding her bike & having fun.Her parents can't help f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amw/294260/ TURN OFF THE LIGHTS,HIDE IN YOUR BED,PRAY FOR SUNLIGHT AND RESCUE - THE LURK IN THE SHADOWS,THEY BANG ON YOUR DOOR,THE LORD HAS DAMNED US ALL - DO NOT SLEEP,BOARD UP YOUR WINDOWS,ALL YOU WANT IS TO SURVIVE - WHAT WAITS OUTSIDE,IS HELL ON EARTH,THE END IS FI.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amw/289568/ Daddy said that he loved her,He told her that he cared,He promised not to hurt her,He could tell that she was scared - One day she'll always remember,Daddy held her when she cried,Daddy took away her innocense,That day her childhood died - One day things will change,T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amw/289566/ She walked down the streetin the dark of night,A man grabbed her from behindand told her not to fight,He took her to an alleyand warned her not to scream,She drifted awayand began to dream,It felt like foreverbut finally he was done,He scurried awayleaving behind his gun,She .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amw/289565/ The rising and falling of our lives spent together,Once my heart was overcome with joy.My love for you lives in the beauty of night,Forever trapped in this prison of darkness.I raise my arms and tilt my head backfilling my lungs with the air full of life.Your footprints in the snow are t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amw/289562/ Lift your glasses high my friendfor soon it will be the end,Let's live our lives full till our final breathand pray it will be a quick and painless death.We'll lock ourselves inside our homeas the dead outside freely roam,Cast all your fears aside,We'll pray they don't get inside.Let.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amw/289560/ A little girl hides under her bedand fears that soon she will be dead,Her Mother lays drunk and her Father's long gone,The darkness protects her from dusk 'till dawn.Her only friend is a little toy bear,He's all worn out and has dirty brown hair,She talks to him when no ones aroundan.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amw/289559/ Step into my garden,I'll be waiting by the swingfor the twelve dozen rosesyou promised to bring. As the flowers bloomlend me your ears,The wind howls through the treespost haste to blow away our fears. Crushing the daisiesas we lay on the ground,Feel the r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amw/289491/