http://slow.writerscafe.org/MrBeardM The original writings of author Orlando en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776262023 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Isn’t it beautiful how, one day,everyone will die,yet we forget and we decideto think of yesterday?And today, the sky is sunny,and the flowers bloom.The problems of tomorrow,problems not come true.To walk across a field of flowers,thinking of the sea,and of the beautiful tall mountains-that is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBeardM/3131690/ I love to sit and admire the nightThe burning stars especially.It's peaceful looking how they flyDo you think they look at us?I spent many years talking to themThey like to fill the voidThe emptiness in all of us,Yet there's something wrong.Today the void is still insideThe light is not the sameBeca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBeardM/3131437/ And I sit above this tomb,Where from underneath the snow,I'll soon smell her sweet perfume,From the flowers that will grow.-And the beautiful old moon,Forced to hear as I tell lies,Seeing me hopeful that soon,Once again I'll see her eyes.-But today I let her go,And even though we are apart,I'll fore.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBeardM/2929760/ Oh, how foolish were of me,To think that your love was free,Up above on our high hill,In your arms, my heart stood still..Under your small pink umbrella,You with me, a simple fella,Overlook the city lights,I so miss our rainy nights..Under it, we both would fit,On that bench, bot.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBeardM/2920845/ And the road that's leading here,Blooming full of flowersIn the summer of this year,Beautiful road of ours..And I sit and wait for you,Either day or nightAnd if only were it true,That you were my light..But then summer turned to cold,Can I call it theft?The day started turning old,Stole my hear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBeardM/2919762/ Surrounded by flowers,Surrounded by fear,Just a few more hours,Spending them right here..And I drown a bit,Bit in every word,And scared to admit,That she is my world..My arm on her shoulder,Staring in her eyes,Wanting to get older,How the time just flies..From the day I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBeardM/2917786/ Good and Evil. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBeardM/2889077/ The journey of life before. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBeardM/2888343/ The Sun and The Moon http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBeardM/2888046/ Nature. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBeardM/2887993/ One more day, to live. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBeardM/2887967/ Heaven on Earth. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MrBeardM/2887944/