http://slow.writerscafe.org/Knliles17 The original writings of author Kristen Liles en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775997132 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I'll wake up at the break of dawnAnd kiss you in the morning sun,I never knew the Sun could kiss the Moon.I'll pick a petal every day,And say that it is you I love.A days work done I say 'I do.'How lovely your eyes are in Paris.How lucky you are to me.I'd cherish every moment with you,If I knew it w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Knliles17/2139069/ Let me tell you a storyOf a girl dressed in whiteShe did all she was supposed to And never picked fightsShe had many friendsAnd those who loved herYet she still felt alone And tossed asunderThe only friend that gave her hopeWas a little friend that she named "Rope"He had offered .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Knliles17/1974777/ The first time I look up I see vibrant colorsBright golds and reds yellows They blind me in their resilience.Then I blink.I blink and see one by one the colors start to fade.I blink and I see black and gray and white.I blink and it becomes clearerYou truly are no differentThe colorful mask.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Knliles17/1945724/ Lilies of the Valley I was talking one day with the Lilies of the Valley  And the question they posed I pondered. They said, "Why does the Earth dislike me?" And thus they shrunk back asunder. My heart cried for them, and shared their woe. Why did the earth hate them?&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Knliles17/1831980/ Love is like a grand, old oakIts roots flow deep and trueIt's leaves change with the seasonAnd its branches reach far and wide across the heavens Love stands tall for everyone to see Like an old oakLove can last forever and everAnd everyone can look upon it,As they do an old oak tree.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Knliles17/1712830/ Sometimes weeds grow in beautiful gardens.You can till the ground,You can have the best soil,But sometimes weeds grow in beautiful gardens.The flowers from your garden,Could win first place from anywhere.Or put even the most experienced gardener to shame.Yet sometimes,Yes, sometimes,Weeds grow in yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Knliles17/1712807/ "Why would I not want to see you," Daniel said, "I mean you are just so kind and such a riot, why wouldn't I want to see you all the time." The sarcasm in his voice was so thick it made Alice want to throw up. "I just met you," she said, "you have no right to-""I know, I know. Look, I am sorry, okay.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Knliles17/1712801/ Alice was seething. People just amazed her. What kind of person does that? She honestly couldn't feel too surprised. She had been taking hits about her career choice from everyone. Even her parents...especially her parents. "I let him sit with me," she thought to herself, "I'm almost never that kind.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Knliles17/1626840/ "Daniel," she thought. She had always liked that name. He was quite handsome. Raven colored hair, really pretty emerald eyes and a slight stubble only someone like him could pull off. "So," he said, pulling her out of her revine, "what are you looking up on your portable dinosaur, there?" She glared.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Knliles17/1625874/ "I'm sorry, how much?!" Alice looked at the Starbucks barista like he grew a second head. She wanted a black cup of coffee with some French vanilla creamer, not a twenty-word cappuccino. The barista sighed and looked clearly annoyed. Baristas always looked annoyed. "4.57." He said. Alice rolled her .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Knliles17/1625140/ Love is hard. It takes commitment, trust, friendship and a load of other things and it's scary. So be like Daniel and Alice.. Make it clear from the start to not fall in love. That works..right? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Knliles17/1625130/