http://slow.writerscafe.org/lucymaree The original writings of author Lucy maree en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776342315 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 This poem is a representation of life experiences. I needed to put my feelings so where else http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lucymaree/1407209/ Mother's cigarette smoke would dance and twirl; until vanishing amongst the cool breeze that hit my cheeks hard. Each breath she exhaled could tell a story on its own and I think that's why I miss her most. Much like the smoke, my life was short and almost as quite and beautiful. I don't know if mot.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lucymaree/1407205/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lucymaree/1407204/ i remember you told methat daisies were your favourite flowersbecause they wore the same colour as your handed down shirts,I remember that Daisy was the nameOf your younger sister that youDearly loved,Her favourite colour was red.I remember you died that summer,you had hated your f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lucymaree/1407194/