http://slow.writerscafe.org/shell4real The original writings of author MJ en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776195792 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Dandelions Dandelions were nothing more than mere weedsBut every spring there was a fresh batch in bloom And you would pluck them half stemmed from the earth they grew,Offering them in a hand held bouquet wrapped in ear to ear grins. Sitting Crisscross applesauce; I thanked you shyly&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shell4real/751365/ My Nightmare You told me... soAnd ya…and goAnd I ran…Muffling my cries through Dimly lit hallsOf swinging lightsAnd missing wallsRunning fast and franticfrom the sounds of drip drops and howls... running into ghosts hidden in Haunted rooms And bloody Baby doll .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shell4real/751360/