Forgot your password?

We just sent you an email, containing instructions for how to reset your password.

Sign in

  • Last Letter On A Rainy Day

    And I have laid thee down my love,
    In a bed of silk and lace,
    And a garland for your hair my love,
    And a warm wind for your face,
    And I would give you ships my love,
    And stars to guide you by,
    But will not watch you growing old,
    And you will not watch me die.

    The Wire Dancers

    The tune you hear is from another place that causes you to dance and sway in the darkness.
    So when the bright lights dull and the gun-driven music plays no more, I will cut you down my friend and let you rest. Your job here is done.

    Sleep well.

    bobby stevenson 2012
    • Share

    Connected stories:


Collections let you gather your favorite stories into shareable groups.

To collect stories, please become a Citizen.

    Copy and paste this embed code into your web page:

    px wide
    px tall
    Send this story to a friend:
    Would you like to send another?

      To retell stories, please .

        Sprouting stories lets you respond with a story of your own — like telling stories ’round a campfire.

        To sprout stories, please .

            Better browser, please.

            To view Cowbird, please use the latest version of Chrome, Safari, Firefox, Opera, or Internet Explorer.