http://slow.writerscafe.org/CookieCrumbs31 The original writings of author CookieCrumbs en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776009974 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The couple 2 seats in front of medraw hearts on the foggy bus windowThe kid behind me is sleepingThe warmth from the heater blowing on my feet as I try to zone out the small towns local radio stationto listen to my own musicI'm thinkingThinking about myselfWho I am,where ive'd been and where I'll go.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CookieCrumbs31/1093163/ Just made up a title,not the best. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CookieCrumbs31/1091516/ As I look out my bus's window,All I see are angry,bored & tired expressions,After a long day,Close to none eager to go homeTo alcoholic dads,abusive brothers and drug addicted mothers.They always said they'd never turn into the monsters their families are and forever will bebut somehow...it's ru.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CookieCrumbs31/1085826/