http://slow.writerscafe.org/Kayes2017 The original writings of author Kaye en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776015553 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 From Kaye Rose,A dessert I named after my oldest daughter, it is called Little Mama Brownie.The reason why it's named this, is because my daughter tasted this recipe of mine and she loved it.You will need:two boxes of brownie mix, melted butter, a cup of oatmeal, a cup of flour, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/2161423/ From Kaye Rose, I haven't wrote in a long time because I haven't been well. But Today I wanted to share a recipe of mine.Cabbage and Dice Ham CasseroleCut up two large Cabbages and make sure they are clean.Take a large pan, put it on the stove and fill it will water half way.Next, add a teaspoo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/2161314/ Big Women stand up, cheer and clap your hands out loudLook into the mirror at yourselfYour size doesn't matter because what counts is your personality and the way you feel about yourselfEven though, some people might make fun of your size and look at you funny.Our hearts beats the same as oneAs bein.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/2028104/ Big Women stand up and cheerBe confidentBe BoldBe BeautifulIn your own way.Being bigYou can achieve your dreamsWhen sometimes, we are made fun ofcause of our size.We might crybut we must know in our heartwe are someone.We are mothers that have daughters that we must show love and be there for t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/2024918/ Peek-A-BooA short story for children that I hope they will love.On  a breeze day, I went to the library sitting at a table reading a book.I was surrounded by small children laughing and talking out loud and then all of a sudden,I heard a small child's voice that said "Peek-a-boo! I see you, but.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1996666/ Imagine, if you had three wishes and what would they be?My wishes would be,To help homeless people and anyone in needNext one, is to feed the hungry and last of all, my wish for my family to be blessed with a new home, bills paid off, and even though it is a wish, I believe in GOD in Jesus Name.that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1983606/ Dreams are like a bird spreading it's wings high in the sky,not caring what anyone else thinks about them.So never give up on your dreams,spread your wings and conjure your journey to succeed in life.Make yourself happy and be thankful to God for every blessing,that we are bless with in Jesus Name.L.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1961843/ Brother Vs Brother - TV Show - In my living room, sitting in my recliner with a pillow underneath my head. The smile on the brothers' faces as they compete against each other remodeling homes for people. They share their good ideas to help people with remodeling their homes. It is so amazing to see .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1932478/ Hello,Sorry I haven't been writing, I have been going through struggles in my life.But I'm back!I hope to be writing soon!Peace, Love, and Happiness to Everyone.Love,Kaye http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1902991/ In a deep sleep, dreaming that I was in a time were I was happy and excited. The place was full of different people and they were holding hands and smiling. There was laughter all around and no one was complaining about their lives.I knew it had to be a dream because these days people are complainin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1872706/ The peace within me that I feel in my heart.Christmas is coming soon and it's a time that I should be happy.But my heart hurts because I have been struggling with my finances. I try not to cry but I must not lie, my tears that I cry is for the love of my family.My family deserves the best and no mat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1863881/ Motivation is like riding a bicycle with the wind blowing in your hair.Wondering which way you like to go.Motivation can turn your life around.It's what you make of it.Like for example, being a short story writer.Motivation can be a life-saver.It can bring people together to fight a cause they all b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1851044/ Remember Me, Remember Me, When I first started writing.I couldn't believe how many people would read what Kaye wrote.But I was surprised, I haven't heard from anyone yet but I still have my dreams about my new family home and taking them on a good vacation. I have been going through some struggles a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1841398/ A Woman's Cry.Walking in a room with nothing but women in the room.I heard a noise and it was a woman standing behind the door.She looked at me with those red eyes.I looked at her with sympathy, wondering should I talk to her.Then all of a sudden, she spoke to me and said "Do you have time to talk t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1833871/ Designer, Designer, In my mind. I sit in my big chair with a lot of design in my mind. For example, I designed some pillows.I just wanted some of my readers to give some comments on them.Please visit - https://writingsbykaye.wordpress.com/I haven't heard from anyone but I would love to hear from you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1828749/ The Unspeakable Lies, that you told me about you being single but I knew you were lying to me when I met you. I never thought you would hurt me, until that day you drove by me with another woman in your car. You were smiling from cheek to cheek and laughing at the funny things she spoke to you. My h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1825842/ Sweet Dreams, Sweet Dreams. Dreaming about you early this morningWishing that you were here with meHolding me so tight in your arms that I couldn't hardly catch my breath.In my dream you were smiling but I knew that you wasn't there butIt seem real in my dreams.Then I woke up with a smile on my face.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1825212/ The mystery man walked into the room with a large black suitcase in his hand. He looked at me like I was not there but he knew I was there.  He was watching me with those big brown eyes and of course I was wondering  what he had in the big black bag. I knew it was not any of my business bu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1817006/ The Lady with the Yellow Flip Flops      Wow! I was surprised, just got off of workand I stopped to the grocery store to pick up some bread and sugar. As I waswalking down the aisle, there was a lady that flew right by me as if she was ona jet. I looked.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1813474/ Violence.Who am I to talk about violence, when we are destroying one another. We are not standing up together as a nation. Looking at things that makes me cry, it makes my heart beat so fast that it seems like it is jumping out of my chest. Being a mother, I care about all of those young people that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1811592/ Hello From Kaye,I send my love.Speaking out from my heart may God bless us all and keep us safe.In Jesus Name.With a world currently full of sadness, we need to spread love and peace.Please be kind to everyone you meet because we all matter and are one with God.Even though someone may pass you, alwa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1803450/ PeoplePeoplePlease don't be blind, because color should not matter to one another.Let's love one another and come together as one. Care for each other.Show respect for each otherAnd share kindness for one another.Help each other in times of trouble and when we are not in trouble.Don't come against o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1801360/ The stranger that broke into my kitchen window. I was laying on my bedroom floor with a pillow under my head and I was half way sleep. It was close to midnight, and then I heard a loud boom coming from my kitchen. I heard the glass falling to the floor as if someone was breaking into my kitchen wind.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1800623/ Silence. The darkness of the room was very quiet because no one was talking or making any movement. The light was shining so bright in the room. Then all of a sudden, a young man walked into the room and he shouted out loudly to everyone "What's Up!". He looked up with his big blue eyes and smiled a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1800007/ From Kaye, love people. Still love to write and I haven't heard from anyone to write a short story book. Kinda of sad. because I still have a dream to buy my family a nice home, a nice car, and to travel. I want to be able to purchase nice things for my self and family. Still have love in my heart f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1796783/ Looking for you on a cloudy day and I haven't heard from you today. I called your cell phone and also your house phone. You did not answer them. You left me wondering where you are. My mind is so messed up because the feeling I have is so real for you. So be real and pick up your phone to tell me th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1795752/ Day Stalker.Early Wednesday morning, a man with a red cap passed my kitchen window. Thinking to myself, "I have seen that man before." Every time I pull into my yard, he will be standing in a yard where no one lived. The stalker looks at me in a unusual way that brings chills all over me. The way he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1794170/ The rhythm of the wind, just relaxing in my car. The windows are rolled down and I hear a loud noise coming from some trees. My daughter said to me "Mom! Wow the wind is blowing so loud, isn't it Mom!" I replied "Yes, of course baby!" "It seems like the wind is trying to tell us something." .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1790598/ The grumpy old man that sits on his porch everyday in his rocking chair reading a book. He sits on his porch everyday about 9 o clock in the morning. When people drive by his house, he looks at them in a strange way. He never smiles or waves at anyone. Children pass by his yard and he is alw.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1788630/ From Kaye,Everyone that read about me, I am very thankful and I appreciate you all for reading my short story about me. I still have a dream of writing a short story for someone one day. My dream is still about buying my family a new house,car, and a fabulous vacation. Thank You, Thank You and God B.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1783765/ Watching you from a distance, standing behind a door at my work. Smiling at me, as I walk by. Wondering why you are standing behind the door. While everyone else is in the open talking to one another. Are you shy or do want to be left alone? I work with you and I see you everyday. I'm not trying to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1783019/ Unspoken Secret that I hide for you. The secret that I keep in my mind that I will never tell you. The secret that is hidden away and it is so close to my heart that if I tell you, you might go away from me. A secret that I carry with me if you only knew. The past thing that I did in my life is old .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1781869/ The stranger that changed my life. He came in and changed it all of a sudden. I thought he was someone that would harm me. When he entered into my life, he brought happiness to me. He made my heart sang out with joy. The way he did things for me and it opened my eyes. It let me know that eve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1780209/ The boy with the blue bike rode by me speeding like a jet. He was singing a rap song and it goes like this "Bump, Bump, Beat That Drum." He looked at me with a strange look saying "Lady get out my way!" "Here I come speeding by you with my big blue bike, I am trying to get home and don't want to be .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1777718/ Look in to my eyes and see the pain that I feel. The tears that runs down my face. My eyes are red and full of tears that you made me cry. Why I cry for you is crazy and stupid. The things you say to me is hard on me. Why do I stay with you and take the pain knowing that I must stand up and be stron.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1772772/ Standing in front of my mailbox, the mystery lady was coming down the road with a scarf around her neck. The dog was behind her waving his tail. She was singing a song that I could not hear the words. But, I heard her voice when she passed by me. I stood there as she continue to walk pass me and I n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1771577/ Suddenly You Left Me, without telling me and I was surprised. We grew up with each other as classmates, you sat behind me and we spoke all the time. You came in with a smile on your face like life was about you. But, you did respect everyone that was in the room. You always took the time to help oth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1771566/ Afraid of the night, walking down the road by myself - then I noticed a creepy noise coming from behind me. It was a man riding a bicycle, speeding by me. I turned and look behind me he was speeding like a jet so I jumped out the way and ran fast. I even noticed that he whispered and said "W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1770969/ Sitting at my kitchen table wondering why I feel the way I do sometimes. I enjoy writing about people and my family that I love a lot and care for. One day, I came home from work thinking to myself should I continue to write. Then, I thought to myself to stop because I haven't heard from no one to w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1770413/ Amazing body of work by Beyonce! It was strong, beautifully written by an intellect black woman standing up for all women. Regardless of what we have been through, it lets the world know of our struggles as a black woman in today's society. We are strong and can do anything - that includes m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1766935/ The child smile - the light that comes from her eyes when she looks in to my face and smiles. The joy that she has in her heart like the peace comes in her life - that no matter what she is facing she always have a big smile on her face.  She's is never frowning when you see her because that is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1763067/ Wonder why the friend I thought was you, you act so undercover when we are together. You smiled and act like my feelings means a lot but when you are around other people - its like you laugh in my face and don't care nothing about me. With a loud voice, you said to me "You will always be my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1763062/ Hello, This is Kaye. I am an older woman, who enjoys sitting down in my front room writing short stories about people. People make life worth writing about even if we have different opinions or thoughts. We must never give up on our dreams. One day, I would like to write a short story and maybe some.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1758789/ Innocent Love. Walking Together Holding Hands.We both know that you and I belong to someone else.We act like both have it together trying to hide from others.People gossip when they see us together.But we smile and don't care as long as we are happy.But being happy is wrong because we are hurting so.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1758785/ The hidden place. Remembering when I was a young girl thinking about a place where I felt at peace. Where I read books, played games, and wrote a lot. I was happy in my hidden room, whatever was going on in the world - it didn't matter to me because it seems like I was in a different place. I felt j.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1757074/ Last Night, You thought I didn't see you with someone else but I did at the club. You were sitting so close in the chair and you had your arms around her - smiling like you did not care who saw you at the club. Imagine if it was me sitting with another man, how would you feel. Your heart will drop t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1752233/ The mystery lady passed by my house everyday wearing a purple dress with a orange scarf around her neck. She's also wearing big round earrings in her ears, never speaking to anyone or smiling at all. The mystery lady walks down the road carrying a big bag on her shoulder with her dog wagging.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1751037/ A stormy night- It was raining real hard and the wind was blowing, leaves from the trees are hitting the porch making a scary sound. Listening to Jodeci on the radio sounding so good to me, thinking of you when we last talked to each other on the cellphone. Your voice sounded so good, it made me smi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1749841/ I thought I knew you in my heart when you spoke those words to me. I did not understand why you said them to me. I laid down on my bed, thinking for a minute - why you said those words to hurt me. Then I realized you didn't love me the way I loved you. I woke up, realizing what we had was not meant .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1749164/ Dreams of the night, I was lying on my bed just looking at the ceiling - Remembering the dream I had last night. It was a dream I will never forget. I was on a plane going to Texas and I met a man sitting next to me. I noticed he had big blue eyes that I will never forget, and your smile was so amaz.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kayes2017/1746655/