http://slow.writerscafe.org/weatherly_cathy The original writings of author Cathy .W. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776111441 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 When the world was painted in black and white,And the depths of my heart froze in despair Those visions taunted men, my sight grew blurryThis horrible illusions of a world without care. Finally when all hope was gone foreverA glimpse of hope burned insideSoul and body appeared t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weatherly_cathy/380670/ Opened life, you drew me inThe tears were calmed, Through mellow embraceScary nightmare, hurting painCeased in my todayA thought of hypnotism or a dreamWhen in fact it was real you gentle, smooth wordsThe outskirts of my heartWhen your voice moves in tone, My chest caves in,My .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weatherly_cathy/377177/ A good woman is proud of herself. She respects herself and others. She is aware of who she is. She neither seeks definition from the person she is with, nor does she expect them to read her mind. She is quite capable of articulating her needs. A good woman is hopeful. She is strong enough to mak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weatherly_cathy/373934/ The very thing we thought could happen did happenThe very thing we thought wouldn't happendid happenIt was weak to start,but you gained each otherand my soul shrunk into your lifeLove was released,when a like hitYou, struck by beauty, increased the heatWe gasped at night in the m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weatherly_cathy/372506/ Some things are obscene to my eyes,Some things are cruel lies.Some times I sit and cry, thinking…What could have been different?Why’d it have to go that way?Hearing two voices couldn’t hurt,But hearing the wrong one doesYou have to pick out of the bunch wisely.Th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weatherly_cathy/369531/ What can be seen in the dark?Do we try to hide or runaway?Why are we so afraid?Is it hate? Is It love?Is it knowing the truth? Not expecting what we expect?Is it getting hurt or broken in a hole?Not knowing where to go can be scary, But what’s scarier is when you go without kno.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weatherly_cathy/369527/ PrayerNow I lay me down to sleepI pray for a man who'll love me deepWith sparkling eyes and a great bodywho knows my faults and will follow mewho will watch my movies and put on a smilewho will take my word with out a trialthe kind of man who's cute but sweetwho's heart and m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weatherly_cathy/368789/ People need people and friends need friendsWe all need love for a full life dependsNot on vast riches or great acclaim,Not on success or on worldy fame,     Just in knowing that someone caresHolds us close in their thoughts and prayers-For only the knowledge that we.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weatherly_cathy/368788/ It's the little things in lifeI pay most attention toSometimes the smallest insultCan hurt the mostA little lieCan ruin everythingIt's the little things in lifeI cherish mostOne flower stands outIn a garden of hundreds It's the little things in lifeYou do for me that I love.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weatherly_cathy/368786/ Thinking of you sets my mind freeAs if I'm a dolphin swimming in the open seaEverytime I read your wordsI suddenly began to tearI dream of the day when we will finally meetI picture us walking on the beachWhen the breeze rushes through our hairIs when we realize that we make a terrif.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weatherly_cathy/368785/ I cannot fathomthe depth of your griefnor the painof the burden you bearBut I know someone who doesTrust in HimWhen you don't understandthe reason whyTrust in HimHe wipes the silent tearsthat no one else can seeTrust in Himwhen you cannot bear the loadfrom the burdens dee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weatherly_cathy/368784/ Although we met in an awkward place,Maybe it was meant to happenI found you, were I found peaceWas it for real or another lease?He was a 19 year old, black, independent preacher’s kid Reside from Trenton, New JerseyHe loved to write, read, sing, play instruments, And didn’t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weatherly_cathy/368782/