http://slow.writerscafe.org/unheardsong1 The original writings of author lastchildborn en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021717 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Just Another Day Morning breaks with  a fog covering the earth as the  roaster crows,  rise and shine as it vibrates throughout the farm .Soon the door opens from the house out comes Mama  with her milk pail in hand .Following her is Papa  murmuring to him.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unheardsong1/388693/ CompassionI walk out into the world frightenof what awakes me.A nailed scared hand of compassion gently I felt caressing my shoulder a reminder he is with  me . I ask him to open my eyes so I may  see his hands at  work .I see his creation that  appears before.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unheardsong1/388689/ Wrong Or RightIt didn't matter who was right or wrong I am left weaker in my soul than I'veever been .I hear a violin playing at a street cafea few blocks away.Lovers holding hands and drinking wine talking how there love will outlast time .Sometime you got to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unheardsong1/388670/ Chapter 2Was Home Worth  IT I was invited to stay on for awhile  by the  WW11  veteran  he was going  to  help  me fine peace in  my  brain  also help remove the ghost of war if he could. The next morning I ran in a pasture with soft gre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unheardsong1/385854/ Wake Up Lady(chorus )Wake up  lady I want  to  see you before you have to go.Wake up  lady it going  to  be a long  day  I know .On  this hill , on  this hill all alone. I want  get  to  hear  your voice not.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unheardsong1/384723/ One last  RideThe leaves are falling.  Dancing  in  the morning sun.They must  hear  winter calling  no  time to  run .No  where to  run ,No where to  hide ,just  dancing on  the wind for one last  ride.Yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unheardsong1/384679/ Crowns Of Jewels From HeavenIn  the words of the son rest your burdens on me and I will  give you rest.On a spring day when life is flourishing honeysuckle climbing deep  into  the branches as a soft breeze blows the sweet fragrant my way those are crowns of jewels .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unheardsong1/384668/ Mark Of LoveLove made the smiles in you no eyes are needed to see  .Your voice gently speaking  to my heart in unity with  nature to comfort my spirit .I felt your touch as the clouds took form to reach down to wrap your hands about me as they became my own skin .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unheardsong1/384585/ His SpaceThere has been  friends gone before me ,,I am  not  even  sure if  I'll  see them  in eternity . I told them  all  I could about Jesus I prayed as I should  for them .Many  asked me  why do I invade there space.I re.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unheardsong1/380479/       Was Home Worth ItChapter 1...when I was much younger than to day, there was allots of promises I didn't keep , they wasn't made beneath a blanket or s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unheardsong1/379786/  Dusty I've got a dream catcher, that holds dusty memories I have treasured the reflection of my life.  That once was weaved thoughout the night  now tangled in it's web. Feathers hanging along it's side waiting to guide the dream off on there midnight ride... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unheardsong1/379730/ Read to know, then become my family too. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/unheardsong1/379585/