http://slow.writerscafe.org/supermom4god The original writings of author LadyShennel en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775991418 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I’m hurt, I feel it all in my bonesA silent voice feel with deep dark secretsHush hush now child, keep your tongueHeart all sad and filled with griefSweet words of expressions, now rage of angerLocked inside guarded by fearOut of control the dark secrets crushing my bra.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/supermom4god/1272849/ My room is messy that’s fine with meNo time to clean no one will seeClothes and shoes all over the floorJust excuse the mess and close my door Mama is yelling clean up that roomPick up those clothes and use the broomJust a little here and thereClothes on th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/supermom4god/1271169/ We so thankful for this dayThe day  mama cooks ina special wayDon’t have to worry about filling upIts enough food to stuff stuff stuff An unlimited feast for us to eatEven a table filled with sweetsMy choice of meat several I seeEven a special dish j.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/supermom4god/1271125/ Fiction story of a boy who loved his cookies so much but ate so many it made him very sick. He dream he was in cookie land but his high fever destroyed it. In the end apple man helped him. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/supermom4god/1271081/ I pray and talk to GodMy heart is heavy and downMy life seems very trappedI feel I’m nailed to the ground My storms are raging highDestruction all aroundCan’t seem to move up highFeeling chained and bound Time is running fastMy life i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/supermom4god/1270654/ I’m no match to the wombThat calls out with a strong bondIt carried you for 9 monthsIts love reaches far and beyond My heart ackes so badBecause my battle seems to be lostMy love I thought was so strongBecause it came with a great cost No matte.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/supermom4god/1270645/ I’m in mydarkest time of life seems I’m losing my fightStormsraging high above what I can see My eyesblinded it’s too cloudy for my sightMy path sodark I can only see just me I see a paththat shines and guides me through the nightThe pathtak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/supermom4god/1270544/ This poem is based on the struggles I faced for one of my children who was being bullied at school by some of his teachers http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/supermom4god/1270538/ Today I looked out my window and notice the dull wet day. Then I noticed the sun shining bright and pushing through the clouds as the clouds kept passing by. So I decided to put it in story form. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/supermom4god/1270525/