<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468061516225288562</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:06:22.495-07:00</updated><category term='POEMS DICTATED BY MY HEART'/><title type='text'>MY COLLECTIONS AND COMPOSITIONS....</title><subtitle type='html'>It takes a writer to read lots of articles, stories, poems, compositons to be able to create her own compositions.Experience...inspirations...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desire-thewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468061516225288562/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desire-thewriter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ms dess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11211271637783035325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SSTeCeloxuI/AAAAAAAAABA/8G_1vszErXs/S220/preggy+smile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468061516225288562.post-6388609982365672307</id><published>2009-02-26T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:35:38.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOURNEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;THE CYCLE WE CALL LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Feb. 27, 2009&lt;br /&gt;12:55am &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/Sad6dV8spKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Q3wsX3UbqUE/s1600-h/nature14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307345330405942434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/Sad6dV8spKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Q3wsX3UbqUE/s200/nature14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here I am again&lt;br /&gt;Waking up from a lonely dream&lt;br /&gt;A dream that I know&lt;br /&gt;Would never come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is really like a long road&lt;br /&gt;Full of blind curves and crossroads&lt;br /&gt;We don’t know what lies ahead&lt;br /&gt;We don’t know  where it ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am traveling on a rough road&lt;br /&gt;Meet a lot of holes and obstacles&lt;br /&gt;Yes I may have passed some smooth streets&lt;br /&gt;But from a checkpoint, I met a great challenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A challenge to keep on going&lt;br /&gt;Though someone is missing &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/Sad588xdJHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/40R1gaTXMGg/s1600-h/nature2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307344773892088946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/Sad588xdJHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/40R1gaTXMGg/s200/nature2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz the one who hitched me&lt;br /&gt;Unexpectedly fell somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life’s road seems long&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if I would still be among&lt;br /&gt;The best drivers of our life’s cycle&lt;br /&gt;Coz I am now alone&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my partner, my daughter, my guide.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468061516225288562-6388609982365672307?l=desire-thewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desire-thewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6388609982365672307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468061516225288562&amp;postID=6388609982365672307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468061516225288562/posts/default/6388609982365672307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468061516225288562/posts/default/6388609982365672307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desire-thewriter.blogspot.com/2009/02/journey.html' title='JOURNEY'/><author><name>ms dess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11211271637783035325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SSTeCeloxuI/AAAAAAAAABA/8G_1vszErXs/S220/preggy+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/Sad6dV8spKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Q3wsX3UbqUE/s72-c/nature14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468061516225288562.post-798743158156902369</id><published>2009-02-26T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:04:37.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WATCH OUT! BEWARE! BE CAUTIOUS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE BENEFITS AND PITFALLS OF SKIPPING MEALS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NEW YORK TIMES )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;How effective is skipping meals when it comes to your health? We all skip meals sometimes for one reason or another, particularly when we are busy. Some people skip too many meals in order to lose weight. A study published in the medical journal Metabolism takes a first-hand look at how our eating habits affect our health and weight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Diabetes researchers at the National Institute on Aging took healthy men and women with normal weight. For two months, these people ate three meals a day. Afterward, the subjects skipped two meals a day for eight weeks, but consumed just as many calories as their 3-meal-a-day routine, only in one large meal. The researchers found some dangerous metabolic changes. Glucose levels while fasting were raised and insulin response was delayed, which could one day ensure the onset of diabetes&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;This study followed another study found conducted earlier this year that made their subjects skip meals every other day. Turns out, skipping meals every other day improved the overall health of overweight adults with asthma. The subjects in this study ate three meals a day one day, followed by a day of restricted eating. They ate only one meal a day about the size of a normal meal, about 500 calories. After two months, the subjects lost eight percent of their weight, asthma conditions improved, and cholesterol levels were improved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;From what the studies demonstrated, skipping meals by controlling the amount of calories you eat could improve your overall health, however, skipping meals then binge eating can be harmful to your body. Just make sure that when you decide to fast, be sure to eat healthy food for your one meal, rather than junk food. Try eating a large salad with low-fat dressing with a side of fruit and whole-wheat bread. To be sure you get all the vitamins and minerals you need, eat a multi-vitamin with your meal. Remember, on days you decide to skip meals, do not skip your exercises. It will speed up your metabolism and keep you in shape. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468061516225288562-798743158156902369?l=desire-thewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desire-thewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/798743158156902369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468061516225288562&amp;postID=798743158156902369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468061516225288562/posts/default/798743158156902369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468061516225288562/posts/default/798743158156902369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desire-thewriter.blogspot.com/2009/02/watch-out-beware-be-cautios.html' title='WATCH OUT! BEWARE! BE CAUTIOUS!'/><author><name>ms dess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11211271637783035325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SSTeCeloxuI/AAAAAAAAABA/8G_1vszErXs/S220/preggy+smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468061516225288562.post-9054634031563874599</id><published>2009-02-24T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:15:35.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts at dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SaTAUbwDNQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JNz4GJ4_pEE/s1600-h/angel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306577718228497666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SaTAUbwDNQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JNz4GJ4_pEE/s200/angel2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;NO REPLACEMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Feb. 24, 2009&lt;br /&gt;4:30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lord, when will I stop regretting?&lt;br /&gt;When will I ever stop blaming myself?&lt;br /&gt;Does this mean I have not yet fully recovered?&lt;br /&gt;Or Styx hasn’t peacefully rested? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SaTAUbwDNQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JNz4GJ4_pEE/s1600-h/angel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope not. I hope she rested in peace&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna be bothered like this&lt;br /&gt;It seems I’m the one to be blamed&lt;br /&gt;Why this tragic thing happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I made a mistake, a very big mistake&lt;br /&gt;But I‘m so sorry Lord&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me, I beg&lt;br /&gt;If I could just turn back time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If and only if…&lt;br /&gt;I would never leave Styx&lt;br /&gt;She should have been my priority&lt;br /&gt;Before responding to the call of duty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, please sleep in peace&lt;br /&gt;Please be happy even you’re away from me&lt;br /&gt;Coz you are now with God&lt;br /&gt;Our creator, our beloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive Mama, baby&lt;br /&gt;I’ll forever suffer the consequence&lt;br /&gt;Promise nobody will take your place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You’ll remain as my one and only Styx!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468061516225288562-9054634031563874599?l=desire-thewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desire-thewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/9054634031563874599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468061516225288562&amp;postID=9054634031563874599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468061516225288562/posts/default/9054634031563874599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468061516225288562/posts/default/9054634031563874599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desire-thewriter.blogspot.com/2009/02/thoughts-at-dawn.html' title='thoughts at dawn'/><author><name>ms dess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11211271637783035325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SSTeCeloxuI/AAAAAAAAABA/8G_1vszErXs/S220/preggy+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SaTAUbwDNQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JNz4GJ4_pEE/s72-c/angel2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468061516225288562.post-3672781563246855036</id><published>2009-02-19T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:16:34.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AT 2:00 AM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AT 2:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4XTw_g3-I/AAAAAAAAACs/XJzNzQpQ_ss/s1600-h/angel+styx.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304703039425273826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4XTw_g3-I/AAAAAAAAACs/XJzNzQpQ_ss/s200/angel+styx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Styx, why did you leave Mama?&lt;br /&gt;I thought we are partners&lt;br /&gt;How will I continue living my life?&lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;If I had just known you’ll go away&lt;br /&gt;I should have spent all my time with you&lt;br /&gt;Now, how will I recover?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how to start all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I’m sorry baby I wasn’t the best mother to you&lt;br /&gt;I’m very sorry I didn’t know how to take care of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4WrRNIWHI/AAAAAAAAACk/V9w-Kb8bXXs/s1600-h/baby+held+by+the+hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304702343697684594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4WrRNIWHI/AAAAAAAAACk/V9w-Kb8bXXs/s200/baby+held+by+the+hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Now that you’re gone I am always regretting&lt;br /&gt;Forever, it’s you whom I’ll be longing.&lt;br /&gt;I know you don’t want me to worry&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure you want me to be happy&lt;br /&gt;But how will I enjoy baby?&lt;br /&gt;Without you in my life, help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I really can’t stop thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;Mama loves you so much baby I really do&lt;br /&gt;You should have stayed alive for Mama&lt;br /&gt;As my partner…..to inspire.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, please help me to recover&lt;br /&gt;And accept everything&lt;br /&gt;Or else Mama will get sick&lt;br /&gt;God! It should not happen&lt;br /&gt;Because I still have Papa and Sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Be with us Styx always&lt;br /&gt;Though you’re far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4VnkVfmyI/AAAAAAAAACc/OVhsuNPpzc8/s1600-h/angel8desktop.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304701180601932578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4VnkVfmyI/AAAAAAAAACc/OVhsuNPpzc8/s200/angel8desktop.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Do watch over us and guard&lt;br /&gt;You may not be my partner anymore&lt;br /&gt;From heaven, you are our angel of light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Written by: Mama Dess&lt;br /&gt;Date: February 20, 2009 at 2am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468061516225288562-3672781563246855036?l=desire-thewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desire-thewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3672781563246855036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468061516225288562&amp;postID=3672781563246855036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468061516225288562/posts/default/3672781563246855036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468061516225288562/posts/default/3672781563246855036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desire-thewriter.blogspot.com/2009/02/at-200-am_19.html' title='AT 2:00 AM'/><author><name>ms dess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11211271637783035325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SSTeCeloxuI/AAAAAAAAABA/8G_1vszErXs/S220/preggy+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4XTw_g3-I/AAAAAAAAACs/XJzNzQpQ_ss/s72-c/angel+styx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468061516225288562.post-3555384567056608946</id><published>2009-01-23T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:21:01.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stories 2 read and learn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4uF5m6oSI/AAAAAAAAADk/wovXnVt7kXo/s1600-h/rainbowc.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304728089987293474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4uF5m6oSI/AAAAAAAAADk/wovXnVt7kXo/s200/rainbowc.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;A RAINBOW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When you think your road is rocky and a bit too steep to climb, When you think your guardian angel needs to work some overtime, When your personal jigsaw puzzle has some pieces that won't fit, When life has no rhyme or reason and you can't make sense of it, YOU NEED A RAINBOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the clouds are dark and stormy and have blocked the sunshine out, And perhaps you start to wonder what this life is all about, When your trials and tribulations seem to be so hard to bear, And it seems there is no justice anytime or anywhere, LOOK FOR YOUR RAINBOW &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When the molehills seem like mountains and the obstacles are great, When you feel so heavy laden and your worries just inflate, When you can't see any ending to the problems that you face, For they just keep on increasing and you need some breathing space, PRAY FOR YOUR RAINBOW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It may be you need to look a little higher than before, Or perhaps a little further to see past the clouds once more. But you'll know it's worth the effort when your rainbow you can see, And you understand the love behind God's creativity, SEARCH FOR YOUR RAINBOW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your rainbow holds a promise that this turbulence will cease, And your inner conflict will become, instead, deep inner peace. But if, though searching, you can't find your rainbow at this time, Until you can, I say with love, you're welcome to share mine. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304728439188811218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 504px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4uaOfC7dI/AAAAAAAAADs/ckA3GZdjbPw/s200/rainbow5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;THE DAFFODIL PRINCIPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304736802346299634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 452px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ42BBrK8PI/AAAAAAAAAD0/UXoPld_LqMw/s200/daff1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Daffodil Principle Several times my daughter had telephoned to say, "Mother, you must come see the daffodils before they are over।" I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead. "I will come next Tuesday, "I promised, a little reluctantly, on her third call. Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had promised, and so I drove there. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I finally walked into Carolyn's house and hugged and greeted my grandchildren, I said, "Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is invisible in the clouds and fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these children that I want to see bad enough to drive another inch!"My daughter smiled, "We drive in this all the time, Mom।" "Well, you won't get me back on the road until it clears and then I'm heading straight for home!" I said, rather emphatically.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Gee, Mom, I was hoping you'd take me over to the garage to pick up my car," Carolyn said with a forlorn look in her eyes. "How far will we have to drive?" Smiling she answered, "Just a few blocks, I'll drive ... I'm used to this." After several minutes, I had to ask, "Where are we going? This isn't the way to the garage!" "We're going to my garage the long way," Carolyn smiled, "by way of the daffodils." "Carolyn," I said sternly, "please turn around." "It's all right, Mom, I promise, you will never forgive yourself if you miss this experience." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After about twenty minutes we turned onto a small gravel road and I saw a small church। On the far side of the church I saw a hand-lettered sign ... We got out of the car and each took a child's hand, and I followed Carolyn down the path. As we turned a corner of the path, and I looked up and gasped. Before me lay the most glorious sight. It looked as though someone had taken a great vat of gold and poured it down over the mountain peak and slopes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The flowers were planted in majestic, swirling patterns, great ribbons and swaths of deep orange, lemon yellow, salmon pink, saffron, and butter yellow. Each different-colored variety was planted as a group so that it swirled and flowed like its own river with its own unique hue. Five acres of the most beautiful flowers I had ever seen!"Who planted all these?" I asked Carolyn."It's just one woman," Carolyn answered. "She lives on the property. That's her home." Carolyn pointed to a well-kept A-frame house that looked small and modest in the midst of all that glory.We walked up to the house we saw a sign...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it was ... "The Daffodil Principle" For me that moment was a life-changing experience। I thought of this woman whom I had never met, who, more than forty years before, had begun - one bulb at a time - to bring her vision of beauty and joy to an obscure mountain top. Still, This unknown, old woman had forever changed the world in which she lived. She had created something of magnificent beauty, and inspiration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;The principle her daffodil garden taught is one of the greatest principles of celebration: Learning to move toward our goals and desires one step at a time, learning to love the doing, learning to use the accumulation of time।When we multiply tiny pieces of time with small increments of daily effort, we too will find we can accomplish magnificent things. We can change the world. "It makes me sad in a way," I admitted to Carolyn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"What might I have accomplished if I had thought of a wonderful goal thirty-five or forty years ago and had worked away at it 'one bulb at a time' through all those years. Just think what I might have been able to achieve! My daughter summed up the message of the day in her direct way, "Start tomorrow, Mom," she said, "It's so pointless to think of the lost hours of our yesterdays. The way to make learning a lesson a celebration instead of a cause for regret is to only ask... "How can I put this to use today?" Written by Jaroldeen Asplund Edwards &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304737309789721010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 596px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ42ekDHEbI/AAAAAAAAAD8/B-BmTTh0KoM/s200/daff3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468061516225288562-3555384567056608946?l=desire-thewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desire-thewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3555384567056608946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468061516225288562&amp;postID=3555384567056608946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468061516225288562/posts/default/3555384567056608946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468061516225288562/posts/default/3555384567056608946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desire-thewriter.blogspot.com/2009/01/touching-stories.html' title='stories 2 read and learn'/><author><name>ms dess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11211271637783035325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SSTeCeloxuI/AAAAAAAAABA/8G_1vszErXs/S220/preggy+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4uF5m6oSI/AAAAAAAAADk/wovXnVt7kXo/s72-c/rainbowc.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4468061516225288562.post-2566843429532890709</id><published>2008-11-19T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:23:36.473-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POEMS DICTATED BY MY HEART'/><title type='text'>POEMS OF THE HEART</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304714900769658194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4iGL8Y1VI/AAAAAAAAAC0/GPg2E4H3_mo/s200/MD+DESS+SCREEN+DSKTIOP.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nov. 20, 2008 @ 10am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;" A MILLION THANKS "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I was once a lady with vague future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Always wondering before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What'll be my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When I'll become a wife&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4jfXuk7sI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4ZLSdasIJvE/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304716432941313730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4jfXuk7sI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4ZLSdasIJvE/s200/15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I prayed and prayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;That God would give me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A good and loving husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Whom in this world, I seldom found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Suddenly, one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I woke up in a sunny day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4j5zm2W0I/AAAAAAAAADE/zk7OvN2DhU0/s1600-h/baby+and+happy+mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304716887101692738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4j5zm2W0I/AAAAAAAAADE/zk7OvN2DhU0/s200/baby+and+happy+mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There under the morning sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I saw a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Meant to become my husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thank you god, a million thanks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;For at last I found him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And have got to hold him in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It's you who sent him I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;That's why from the bottom of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;To you...a million thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304717724016472210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4kqhW4cJI/AAAAAAAAADU/j72dYC8Em_c/s200/baby+focused.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;" SKY "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nov. 18, 2008 @ 2:35pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;God formed an angel sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Inside a great womb, Oh my!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Such a healthy fetus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kept on kicking near the uterus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;July 14 had come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sky was born and welcomed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Held by happy lolos and lolas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kissed by ninongs and ninangs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So energetic yet loving he is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Joy and pride to us he brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;That is why he grows up well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Because may it be in Daanbantayan or Medellin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;He is loved and handled with care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304718286993150306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4lLSm-0WI/AAAAAAAAADc/ZWoxzTHMhds/s200/baby+naked+asleep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;" Styx "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nov. 18, 2008 @ 2:50pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Surrendered to re - experience the same pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Here comes the mother getting pregnant again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Coz a baby girl wants to see the world&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Where her kuya is, behold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Styx, Chyx, Cheen Styx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;There she is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;On October 28, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;She was so rosy and cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Born and made a loud noise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kuya Sky here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We are now a pair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Please be happy I come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I love you kuya let's have fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;With mama and papa under the sun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4468061516225288562-2566843429532890709?l=desire-thewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desire-thewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2566843429532890709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4468061516225288562&amp;postID=2566843429532890709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468061516225288562/posts/default/2566843429532890709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4468061516225288562/posts/default/2566843429532890709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desire-thewriter.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-compositions.html' title='POEMS OF THE HEART'/><author><name>ms dess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11211271637783035325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SSTeCeloxuI/AAAAAAAAABA/8G_1vszErXs/S220/preggy+smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHnBqDpadMQ/SZ4iGL8Y1VI/AAAAAAAAAC0/GPg2E4H3_mo/s72-c/MD+DESS+SCREEN+DSKTIOP.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
