<?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-34905068</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:02:18.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writings of a Poet</title><subtitle type='html'>150 POEMS WRITTEN!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-115689862770061490</id><published>2010-03-17T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:31:04.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Waiting for that Day</title><content type='html'>battling against something big&lt;br /&gt;longing for a change&lt;br /&gt;whether be moving out&lt;br /&gt;still waiting for that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fighting for who knows how long&lt;br /&gt;praying that he'll change&lt;br /&gt;whether be small and insignificant&lt;br /&gt;still waiting for that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know how long i'll last here&lt;br /&gt;with things the way they are&lt;br /&gt;knowing it wont be forever&lt;br /&gt;still waiting for that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing that i wouldnt cry&lt;br /&gt;or that people wouldnt see me&lt;br /&gt;less often sure now&lt;br /&gt;still waiting for that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i've learned to cope with it&lt;br /&gt;to see the joy in things surround&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just used to it&lt;br /&gt;still waiting for that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day he'll stop&lt;br /&gt;the day things change&lt;br /&gt;the day Christ comes&lt;br /&gt;still waiting for that day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;something i've grown used to&lt;br /&gt;every sunday without fail&lt;br /&gt;how much longer Lord?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but will things change when i leave?&lt;br /&gt;what habits will it break?&lt;br /&gt;my eyes well up with tears oh Lord&lt;br /&gt;how much more can I take?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-3357187003759092091?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/3357187003759092091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=3357187003759092091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/3357187003759092091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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stupid cafe!&lt;br /&gt;it drives me completely mad!&lt;br /&gt;but no facebook is more important&lt;br /&gt;seemingly to my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no i have to give it&lt;br /&gt;give it all to God&lt;br /&gt;rid the anger that i have&lt;br /&gt;give me your peace Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take this anger and his obsession&lt;br /&gt;work in him would you please?&lt;br /&gt;let his life be family focused&lt;br /&gt;let himself be set free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe he doesnt know&lt;br /&gt;how to separate facebook from home&lt;br /&gt;but its clearly defined you see&lt;br /&gt;or maybe he doesn't see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's tearing apart our family&lt;br /&gt;not that it ever was together&lt;br /&gt;it's caused such grief, such heartache&lt;br /&gt;if only he could see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many tears, much sadness&lt;br /&gt;no sense of unity&lt;br /&gt;only God makes life bearable&lt;br /&gt;God, please set this captive free&lt;div 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intercept no other&lt;br /&gt;no other could replace you&lt;br /&gt;no other could take your place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to my beautiful best friend&lt;br /&gt;the precious person that you are&lt;br /&gt;may God still light your path&lt;br /&gt;even in your darkest hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so smile as you wake each morning&lt;br /&gt;and get up every day&lt;br /&gt;and know that i'll always care for you&lt;br /&gt;and pray at the start of each new day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-923210360839608132?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/923210360839608132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=923210360839608132' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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array it seems&lt;br /&gt;reflecting off each surface&lt;br /&gt;only way it can be seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's reaction to different things&lt;br /&gt;and the colours it portrays&lt;br /&gt;shining ever brightly&lt;br /&gt;at different parts of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not afraid to show it's light&lt;br /&gt;and the talent that it holds&lt;br /&gt;something that can't be hidden&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard it tries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always someone will see it&lt;br /&gt;somewhere on this earth&lt;br /&gt;for the light hides from no one&lt;br /&gt;like Christ since his birth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-1421423423665148740?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/1421423423665148740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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up&lt;br /&gt;as parents put the star on top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wise men gathered round a manger&lt;br /&gt;to welcome a gorgeous baby boy&lt;br /&gt;a baby born in bethlehem&lt;br /&gt;welcomed in the hay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above the stable rose a star&lt;br /&gt;of which the shepherds followed&lt;br /&gt;saviour, king, lord of all&lt;br /&gt;living still this day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-6057448790636992421?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/6057448790636992421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=6057448790636992421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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recently&lt;br /&gt;cause God knew i needed it&lt;br /&gt;to help me persevere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to say thank you&lt;br /&gt;to those i've known so long&lt;br /&gt;but never took the chance&lt;br /&gt;to finally get to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to say thank you&lt;br /&gt;for friends both new and old&lt;br /&gt;for friendship is what helps us&lt;br /&gt;to strive through each day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to say thank you&lt;br /&gt;to those who've held me when i've cried&lt;br /&gt;those who just hug me on a sunday morning&lt;br /&gt;to those who've listened intentively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to say thank you&lt;br /&gt;for those who've prayed for me&lt;br /&gt;although i feared it for a while&lt;br /&gt;and it's something new to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to say thank you&lt;br /&gt;for the smiles and the laughs&lt;br /&gt;for the talks and the coffee&lt;br /&gt;for just taking the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to say thank you&lt;br /&gt;for everything you've done for me&lt;br /&gt;for life is better with you in it&lt;br /&gt;so thank you for being you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-8683563278409755037?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/8683563278409755037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=8683563278409755037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/8683563278409755037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/8683563278409755037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-3980161443096803561</id><published>2009-12-10T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T20:18:52.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>i know you may feel down right now&lt;br /&gt;but look to me and see&lt;br /&gt;the pride in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;the flood of tears leading from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for i am so proud of you&lt;br /&gt;and everything you've done for me&lt;br /&gt;all the achievements you have accomplished&lt;br /&gt;so please smile, just for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what he said hurt so much&lt;br /&gt;that you ran crying from the house&lt;br /&gt;i know it'll take time to overcome this&lt;br /&gt;and the childhood youve had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but please, my girl, please smile&lt;br /&gt;show me that glint in your eye&lt;br /&gt;show me a face free of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;just please smile for me girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will take time to heal, i get it&lt;br /&gt;but look at the blessings youve got&lt;br /&gt;your strength and persistence&lt;br /&gt;are great assets to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the people who love you&lt;br /&gt;jo, leeann, ida, carol&lt;br /&gt;if not for me, smile for them&lt;br /&gt;for they love you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's hard to get through each day&lt;br /&gt;but you push and persevere&lt;br /&gt;you can do this my girl&lt;br /&gt;just smile for me, please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-227504516460649723</id><published>2009-12-10T12:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T12:22:52.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly Being Healed</title><content type='html'>i come home and he says&lt;br /&gt;"why are you here?"&lt;br /&gt;"i don't want you here"&lt;br /&gt;so why did i come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i run, and he doesn't follow&lt;br /&gt;doesn't he feel any remorse?&lt;br /&gt;i cry and trip, and wake&lt;br /&gt;but still no sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i run to a park and cry&lt;br /&gt;cry out to my lord above&lt;br /&gt;not "why have you forsaken me"&lt;br /&gt;but "show him your love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't my dad just see&lt;br /&gt;everything God sees in me&lt;br /&gt;all he's done is let me down&lt;br /&gt;why can't it be like it used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i pray&lt;br /&gt;i pray for dad, and i pray for me&lt;br /&gt;but still i cry, like the broken girl i am&lt;br /&gt;who is slowly being healed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-227504516460649723?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/227504516460649723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=227504516460649723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/227504516460649723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/227504516460649723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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to You&lt;br /&gt;and stops the abuse that he lays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop him banging on my door&lt;br /&gt;as he hurls words at me&lt;br /&gt;i pray he sees the error of his ways&lt;br /&gt;and sees what You have done and will do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for You have done a mighty work in me&lt;br /&gt;to change me from what i was&lt;br /&gt;You have been there through thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;and You have seen what i have become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for i know i have made mistakes&lt;br /&gt;but You died for me, to show Your grace&lt;br /&gt;i pray that my dad, my father sees that&lt;br /&gt;and he accepts that heart of forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray that he sees what You have always seen&lt;br /&gt;i pray dad sees what he has done&lt;br /&gt;i pray that he listens to You&lt;br /&gt;and that he truly gives his heart to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in Your name i do pray this&lt;br /&gt;Lord of all of the earth&lt;br /&gt;Father, Lord, God above&lt;br /&gt;in this, i say, amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-8819966648383029696?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/8819966648383029696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=8819966648383029696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/8819966648383029696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/8819966648383029696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/12/prayer.html' title='A Prayer'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-6353516013280950521</id><published>2009-12-07T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:43:20.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Child</title><content type='html'>i feel you all around me&lt;br /&gt;this familiar tingling sensation&lt;br /&gt;i feel you breathing into me&lt;br /&gt;i feel you in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're holding me, your dear child&lt;br /&gt;youve got your hand on me&lt;br /&gt;you have since the start of time&lt;br /&gt;forever you have held me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hold that lock every night&lt;br /&gt;not wanting harm to come upon me&lt;br /&gt;for you and i both know&lt;br /&gt;that what he does is wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt feel afraid&lt;br /&gt;for thou my god is with me&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt be dismayed&lt;br /&gt;for my god you are king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hold my life in your hands&lt;br /&gt;you give me warmth at night&lt;br /&gt;you calm my fears and stop my shakes&lt;br /&gt;youre with me all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youll support me through my trying times&lt;br /&gt;you cried when i detterred&lt;br /&gt;but never did i stop believing in you&lt;br /&gt;and in my life i never will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-6353516013280950521?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/6353516013280950521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-2819783999072504770</id><published>2009-12-07T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:31:11.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm Worth</title><content type='html'>the support i feel around me&lt;br /&gt;is foreign and unknown&lt;br /&gt;but i'm seeming to like it&lt;br /&gt;i feel i have a home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the friends i've made&lt;br /&gt;were few and far between&lt;br /&gt;but this friendship i now know&lt;br /&gt;is i believe good for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to bottle it in&lt;br /&gt;but now i know to listen&lt;br /&gt;for one good deed is not unnoticed&lt;br /&gt;although perhaps anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to finally talk and to be heard&lt;br /&gt;for people to believe me&lt;br /&gt;with the past that i've had&lt;br /&gt;i thought it would never happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to not be judged, but welcomed&lt;br /&gt;with compassion and sincerity&lt;br /&gt;to feel that sensation&lt;br /&gt;that is now only too familiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that i can breathe&lt;br /&gt;without counting in my head&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel suffocated&lt;br /&gt;that in the past i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for encouragement is needed&lt;br /&gt;support and security&lt;br /&gt;because i may not have seen this&lt;br /&gt;but i deserve to be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free of pain, of grief and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;to stop feeling sorry for myself&lt;br /&gt;to be my own woman&lt;br /&gt;to show the world what i'm worth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-2819783999072504770?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-3700457865899190221</id><published>2009-12-04T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T00:20:35.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scream to the Heavens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* please note this is written in an alternate perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i scream to the heavens&lt;br /&gt;how beautiful you are&lt;br /&gt;i want you to believe it&lt;br /&gt;for i know you have started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you deserve to be blessed&lt;br /&gt;after this life of abuse&lt;br /&gt;you deserve to be happy&lt;br /&gt;you deserve to live the dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for dreams will be reality&lt;br /&gt;you will achieve it someday&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt lying when i said&lt;br /&gt;you are amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the strength that you hold&lt;br /&gt;that has pulled you through this&lt;br /&gt;the passion and devotion&lt;br /&gt;knowing when you need help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for I LOVE YOU my girl&lt;br /&gt;my gorgeous little blossom&lt;br /&gt;your smile lights my day&lt;br /&gt;i'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're worth too much to me&lt;br /&gt;like bella and edward&lt;br /&gt;the pain she felt when he left&lt;br /&gt;is what i'd grieve for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no way will i lose you&lt;br /&gt;i wont let you go&lt;br /&gt;my hand is on your life&lt;br /&gt;and never will it move&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-3700457865899190221?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/3700457865899190221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-8773582740362963298</id><published>2009-12-04T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T00:03:34.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality</title><content type='html'>excitement fills my whole body&lt;br /&gt;as i think of today&lt;br /&gt;what i have accomplished&lt;br /&gt;and the things i have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a smile spreads across my face&lt;br /&gt;at God's warm and comforting embrace&lt;br /&gt;the joy in my heart&lt;br /&gt;the spring in my step&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i could do so much&lt;br /&gt;and be so happy is foreign&lt;br /&gt;i must be doing something right&lt;br /&gt;for all of these blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see how bright my future is&lt;br /&gt;apparently its blinding&lt;br /&gt;teacher, pastor, mentor&lt;br /&gt;what could be better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for i know one way or another&lt;br /&gt;i will achieve my dreams&lt;br /&gt;for they will stop being dreams one day&lt;br /&gt;they will be reality&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-8773582740362963298?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/8773582740362963298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=8773582740362963298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/8773582740362963298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/8773582740362963298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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your hand on me&lt;br /&gt;each of these days&lt;br /&gt;when i'm overjoyed with happiness&lt;br /&gt;for you light my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've had your hand on me&lt;br /&gt;when i was shaking with fear&lt;br /&gt;the first night he came home&lt;br /&gt;smelling of whisky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've had your hand on me&lt;br /&gt;when i cried myself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;holding me tight&lt;br /&gt;although i didn't see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've had your hand on me&lt;br /&gt;even tonight&lt;br /&gt;when the thought of my dad&lt;br /&gt;made me shake with fright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you calmed my fears&lt;br /&gt;and made me realise&lt;br /&gt;you've been through it all with me&lt;br /&gt;you're here with me now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-2699613815357586600?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/2699613815357586600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=2699613815357586600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2699613815357586600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2699613815357586600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-hand-on-me.html' title='Your hand on me'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-9089569149610126023</id><published>2009-11-24T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T00:16:17.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing</title><content type='html'>the strength i draw from him&lt;br /&gt;gets me through each day&lt;br /&gt;the comfort when i'm crying&lt;br /&gt;the friendship in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cry out, and he listens&lt;br /&gt;i close my eyes and i see&lt;br /&gt;i feel his touch and i breathe&lt;br /&gt;it's some normality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he strokes my hair gently&lt;br /&gt;he holds me when i cry&lt;br /&gt;this could be imagination&lt;br /&gt;but i feel it's not, can't tell why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he knows that i need him&lt;br /&gt;and wouldn't survive each day without&lt;br /&gt;the pain and emptiness inside me&lt;br /&gt;he prevents me from lashing out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm learning self control&lt;br /&gt;to give it all to him&lt;br /&gt;i still can't see without him&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God provides normality&lt;br /&gt;something stable in my life&lt;br /&gt;he's the loving father i never had&lt;br /&gt;he's healing this battered life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-9089569149610126023?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/9089569149610126023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=9089569149610126023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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tonight&lt;br /&gt;the pain he caused me&lt;br /&gt;and how i withdrew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to cry out for help&lt;br /&gt;but there was no where i could turn&lt;br /&gt;no one would answer&lt;br /&gt;why can't i simply learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do people just get sick of me?&lt;br /&gt;and my childish behaviour&lt;br /&gt;or were they just busy&lt;br /&gt;me being the pessimist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i won't let him control me&lt;br /&gt;cause he's God's not mine&lt;br /&gt;no matter how i try to change him&lt;br /&gt;just lining for disappointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i keep saying&lt;br /&gt;he's yours, heal him your way&lt;br /&gt;for i don't know what's in his past&lt;br /&gt;not sure i want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i simply, stop crying&lt;br /&gt;and feeling sorry for myself&lt;br /&gt;cause things will get better&lt;br /&gt;while myself i continue to help&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-607151363161363498</id><published>2009-11-17T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T16:48:41.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glimmer of Hope</title><content type='html'>darkness surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;as i don't see any light&lt;br /&gt;no voice, no sign&lt;br /&gt;only a single fright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hear a voice, very distant&lt;br /&gt;saying "find me, find me girl"&lt;br /&gt;i still see only darkness&lt;br /&gt;of what feels to be hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a glimmer shows far away&lt;br /&gt;says "i'm running to you girl"&lt;br /&gt;he gets here and smiles&lt;br /&gt;says "i'll never let you go"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his arms wrap around me&lt;br /&gt;as i cry in his arms&lt;br /&gt;i say "don't leave me"&lt;br /&gt;as i continue to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he says "i love you"&lt;br /&gt;"everything will turn out"&lt;br /&gt;i say "i feel weak"&lt;br /&gt;he says "i'm strong"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"take me with you each day"&lt;br /&gt;"it's only one little thing"&lt;br /&gt;"you'll get through this, i promise"&lt;br /&gt;i say "with you, anything"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-607151363161363498?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/607151363161363498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=607151363161363498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/607151363161363498'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;how would they take the news&lt;br /&gt;would they go against me?&lt;br /&gt;i should have more faith in God&lt;br /&gt;that he would never hurt me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet i still keep quiet&lt;br /&gt;cause i don't know what he'll do&lt;br /&gt;yet i still hold it in&lt;br /&gt;it would eat a hole through you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to talk to someone&lt;br /&gt;but theres no where i can turn&lt;br /&gt;it makes my stomach twist&lt;br /&gt;coping is what i've learnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up each morning&lt;br /&gt;knowing the hell i'll face&lt;br /&gt;i've got an hour, that's it&lt;br /&gt;until he turns to wake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet i still keep quiet&lt;br /&gt;cause i don't know what he'll do&lt;br /&gt;yet i still hold it in&lt;br /&gt;it would eat a hole through you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one moment is all it takes&lt;br /&gt;for the yelling to begin&lt;br /&gt;one glance in my direction&lt;br /&gt;there is always something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't seem to notice&lt;br /&gt;the harm this does to me&lt;br /&gt;how many years of councelling&lt;br /&gt;before the hole has healed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet i still keep quiet&lt;br /&gt;cause i don't know what he'll do&lt;br /&gt;yet i still hold it in&lt;br /&gt;it would eat a hole through you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe he's grown up with this&lt;br /&gt;knowing nothing else&lt;br /&gt;maybe i deserve it&lt;br /&gt;for look at what i've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i deserve forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;everyone gets a 2nd chance&lt;br /&gt;i deserve a father&lt;br /&gt;who loves me with each glance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet i still keep quiet&lt;br /&gt;cause i don't know what he'll do&lt;br /&gt;yet i still hold it in&lt;br /&gt;it would eat a hole through you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i am coping&lt;br /&gt;but some days i break down&lt;br /&gt;i cry and fall at God's feet&lt;br /&gt;knowing he forgives me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for i'm worth his sons life&lt;br /&gt;i'm worth forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;i'm worth the heavens&lt;br /&gt;i'm worth more than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet i still keep quiet&lt;br /&gt;cause i dont know what he'll do&lt;br /&gt;yet i still hold it in&lt;br /&gt;it would eat a hole through you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wake up everyday&lt;br /&gt;praying today is better&lt;br /&gt;God is worth living for&lt;br /&gt;one day things will be better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet i still keep going&lt;br /&gt;cause i know i can beat this&lt;br /&gt;yet i still cope&lt;br /&gt;for one day i will be free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-1507764112687549720?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/1507764112687549720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-183876781076928751</id><published>2009-11-02T09:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:02:44.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Give Me</title><content type='html'>You give me water when I'm thirsty&lt;br /&gt;You give me faith in place of despair&lt;br /&gt;You give me courage when I'm afraid&lt;br /&gt;You give me everything I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me joy in times of sadness&lt;br /&gt;You give me hope in times of loss&lt;br /&gt;You give me grace when I'm angry&lt;br /&gt;You gave it all upon the cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me healing when I'm hurt&lt;br /&gt;You give me friends when I'm lonely&lt;br /&gt;You gave your life to give me this&lt;br /&gt;Now all I can give is myself to you&lt;div 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fear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-4657976380010305393?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/4657976380010305393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=4657976380010305393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/4657976380010305393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/4657976380010305393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-fear.html' title='No Fear'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-911175223524561839</id><published>2009-10-18T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:45:21.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much Hope</title><content type='html'>is it too much to hope for&lt;br /&gt;that one night he won't come home drunk&lt;br /&gt;are my expectations too high&lt;br /&gt;to see the pride in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure it exists&lt;br /&gt;to feel he's proud of me&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure he loves&lt;br /&gt;the woman i've become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he never says he loves me&lt;br /&gt;or smiles in my direction&lt;br /&gt;some say he wants to be like me&lt;br /&gt;and that that is why he acts this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not so sure&lt;br /&gt;as he opens that door&lt;br /&gt;whether he loves me or not&lt;br /&gt;i wish that he'd show it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's my dad and i love him&lt;br /&gt;and i try to show him so&lt;br /&gt;is this why i've built that wall&lt;br /&gt;to not let my feelings show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet i still keep going&lt;br /&gt;with the pain i hold inside&lt;br /&gt;and yet i still hope&lt;br /&gt;that one day this hole will heal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-911175223524561839?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/911175223524561839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-5510732932778230173</id><published>2009-10-14T07:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T07:29:55.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*please note this is written from an alternate perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are my pride and joy&lt;br /&gt;that glint within my eyes&lt;br /&gt;the sparkle in my cheek&lt;br /&gt;every tear i cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the princess of my heart&lt;br /&gt;my beautiful shining star&lt;br /&gt;my lighthouse on a hill&lt;br /&gt;shining light so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are heavens haileys comet&lt;br /&gt;my miracle from birth&lt;br /&gt;the reason i did die&lt;br /&gt;and then come back to earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are worth more than jewels&lt;br /&gt;more than life itself&lt;br /&gt;the potential that you hold&lt;br /&gt;is greater than the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your smile means a thousand words&lt;br /&gt;it brightens up each day&lt;br /&gt;your faith is ever growing&lt;br /&gt;to many others dismay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the love i hold for you&lt;br /&gt;is greater than all things&lt;br /&gt;my girl, my daughter&lt;br /&gt;you're worth everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 14 October 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-5510732932778230173?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/5510732932778230173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=5510732932778230173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/5510732932778230173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/5510732932778230173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-are.html' title='You Are'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-7754968310067609177</id><published>2009-10-13T07:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T07:51:49.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beaten at the Grave</title><content type='html'>He thinks that physical hurts me&lt;br /&gt;When that's severely not the case&lt;br /&gt;Emotional, words, cruelty&lt;br /&gt;Is what hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still he endeavors to attack me&lt;br /&gt;Numerous times a day&lt;br /&gt;Psychological and painful&lt;br /&gt;In almost every way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everyday I get stronger&lt;br /&gt;And try to fight him off&lt;br /&gt;I succeed and I fail&lt;br /&gt;Succeeding more times than not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He completely hates it&lt;br /&gt;The strength I have within me&lt;br /&gt;For he is already defeated&lt;br /&gt;On that cross at Calvary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ beat him at the grave&lt;br /&gt;But still he tries to return&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how can he not get it&lt;br /&gt;When will he simply learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wake up each morning&lt;br /&gt;Knowing it's another day&lt;br /&gt;More attacks, more defeats&lt;br /&gt;For satan will never get his way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-7754968310067609177?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/7754968310067609177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=7754968310067609177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sustain our every breathe&lt;br /&gt;you cause us to wake each morning&lt;br /&gt;you provide us with all we need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you created the animals and the sea&lt;br /&gt;to preserve us, to keep us going&lt;br /&gt;you love each of us including me&lt;br /&gt;and you save us a place in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you wanted each one of us&lt;br /&gt;but still you do lose some&lt;br /&gt;you made us with a will to believe&lt;br /&gt;you gave us a free will though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you didnt want to force us&lt;br /&gt;you just wanted love&lt;br /&gt;for heaven is within us, not around us&lt;br /&gt;so there is a heaven on earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you love us new with each morning&lt;br /&gt;you're the same yesterday, today and forever&lt;br /&gt;you gave us your son, one and only&lt;br /&gt;so what more could we need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 12 October 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-966815767359397679?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/966815767359397679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=966815767359397679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/966815767359397679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/966815767359397679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/perfect-sustainance.html' title='Perfect Sustainance'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-1837022688897939568</id><published>2009-10-12T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:35:40.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Value</title><content type='html'>I look at a $100 note&lt;br /&gt;And think of all that it could buy&lt;br /&gt;How much people want it&lt;br /&gt;And what they are willing to try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where it’s been&lt;br /&gt;Its values still the same&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants it&lt;br /&gt;It is always worth the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You show it to a person&lt;br /&gt;It means the same to another&lt;br /&gt;Forever its value means&lt;br /&gt;The same to everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s like our worth to Jesus&lt;br /&gt;And how much we mean to Him&lt;br /&gt;No matter what we do&lt;br /&gt;He always forgives our sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where we’ve been and what we’ve done&lt;br /&gt;He forgives the sin of everyone&lt;br /&gt;No second thought or single guess&lt;br /&gt;He is still wanting our best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our value is always still the same&lt;br /&gt;He would have died anyway&lt;br /&gt;No matter what we’ve done or where we’ve been&lt;br /&gt;We’ll always be worth it to Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 10 October 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-1837022688897939568?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-9022377037498180916</id><published>2009-10-12T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:30:56.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Mistake</title><content type='html'>You say to me you love me&lt;br /&gt;That I mean everything to you&lt;br /&gt;You say to me you care&lt;br /&gt;About everything I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m extremely grateful&lt;br /&gt;About everything you've done&lt;br /&gt;I could never leave you&lt;br /&gt;For you've done so much for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you with each breathe&lt;br /&gt;And trust you'll keep me safe&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than words can say&lt;br /&gt;And every step I take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you for your compassion&lt;br /&gt;And pushing me into line&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than words can say&lt;br /&gt;And keeping with the times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get me through each moment&lt;br /&gt;And capture every tear&lt;br /&gt;You say you run out of bottles&lt;br /&gt;And you help me to release every fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For committing to you was no mistake&lt;br /&gt;And I know that with every breathe I take&lt;br /&gt;You make life worth it through and through&lt;br /&gt;And I will never let go of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 23 September 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-9022377037498180916?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/9022377037498180916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=9022377037498180916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/9022377037498180916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/9022377037498180916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-mistake.html' title='No Mistake'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-7805691374347372583</id><published>2009-10-12T16:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:13:02.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gods Pride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* please note this is written from a different perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look at you and all i do&lt;br /&gt;is cry tears of pride and joy&lt;br /&gt;you took a step that terrified you&lt;br /&gt;and you sat there and endured it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to say that i am proud of you&lt;br /&gt;is a drastic understatement&lt;br /&gt;for pride does not describe&lt;br /&gt;what you did today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you shook and got bleary eyed&lt;br /&gt;but still you held on strong&lt;br /&gt;you sat there and endured it&lt;br /&gt;no way is that wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now you sit here&lt;br /&gt;as i write this for you&lt;br /&gt;with the tears of pride&lt;br /&gt;in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you were more than great&lt;br /&gt;for great sure doesnt cut it&lt;br /&gt;for i am so incredibly&lt;br /&gt;proud of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 23 September 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-7805691374347372583?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/7805691374347372583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=7805691374347372583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/7805691374347372583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/7805691374347372583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/gods-pride.html' title='Gods Pride'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-1630244465181292598</id><published>2009-10-12T16:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:08:59.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Till That Day</title><content type='html'>pain swells within me&lt;br /&gt;like a hole tearing wide&lt;br /&gt;eating away my insides&lt;br /&gt;when all i do is cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is getting worse&lt;br /&gt;its as clear as day&lt;br /&gt;he well and truly hates me&lt;br /&gt;it hurts so much to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his words and actions prove it&lt;br /&gt;but i shouldnt really care&lt;br /&gt;cause apparently i can take it&lt;br /&gt;with this inside of despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you learn best through example&lt;br /&gt;so my brothers are learning too&lt;br /&gt;younger has a conscience&lt;br /&gt;older has a heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still younger batters&lt;br /&gt;just like his father does&lt;br /&gt;for he learns from example&lt;br /&gt;and still cant see the blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pain all this is causing me&lt;br /&gt;and only one thing i can do&lt;br /&gt;move out, far away&lt;br /&gt;but thats not something i can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just keep crying&lt;br /&gt;everyday to sleep&lt;br /&gt;and i just bear through it&lt;br /&gt;till that one day when i'm free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 23 September 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-1630244465181292598?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/1630244465181292598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=1630244465181292598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1630244465181292598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1630244465181292598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/till-that-day.html' title='Till That Day'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-2804963304809984323</id><published>2009-10-12T15:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:41:28.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Regrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* please note this is written from an alternate perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no regrets do i have from saving you&lt;br /&gt;you've been worth every second since i died for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your heart is pure and honest with small mistakes&lt;br /&gt;but still you show such amazing grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you forgive when forgiveness is not returned&lt;br /&gt;you cry for both sorrow and much joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your heart always longs for something more&lt;br /&gt;even if it is just an open door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're honest about things that you wouldnt share&lt;br /&gt;and still you take such amazing care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you care about those around you so much&lt;br /&gt;and wouldnt want to hurt the ones you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still you do make small mistakes&lt;br /&gt;but forgiveness is the key along with grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've been worth every second since i died for you&lt;br /&gt;no regrets do i have from saving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 15 September 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-2804963304809984323?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/2804963304809984323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=2804963304809984323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2804963304809984323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2804963304809984323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-regrets.html' title='No Regrets'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-5740632886300953437</id><published>2009-10-12T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:39:03.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Chances</title><content type='html'>i used to hold all this pain&lt;br /&gt;and bitterness inside me&lt;br /&gt;not unforgiveness&lt;br /&gt;but regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to hold resentment&lt;br /&gt;towards the greatest pain of my life&lt;br /&gt;one i couldnt let go&lt;br /&gt;and that nothing would help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tonight, it was amazing&lt;br /&gt;the way she spoke, the emotion&lt;br /&gt;plus with God's gentle words&lt;br /&gt;i slowly saw, what he did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man who'd hurt me long ago&lt;br /&gt;and what God saw in him&lt;br /&gt;it made me let go&lt;br /&gt;of the resentment i had towards him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i let go of so many things&lt;br /&gt;the pain, the fear, the grief&lt;br /&gt;i let go of so much&lt;br /&gt;and it made me weep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he forgave me for what i'd done&lt;br /&gt;he's forgiven my heart&lt;br /&gt;he's cleansed my soul&lt;br /&gt;and he's pushed my goals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's taught me to pray&lt;br /&gt;to forgive&lt;br /&gt;to laugh after sorrow&lt;br /&gt;and to talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i cant hold it&lt;br /&gt;all inside me&lt;br /&gt;it will eat away&lt;br /&gt;and slowly destroy me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i let it go tonight&lt;br /&gt;the resentment i held for him&lt;br /&gt;cause i can tell he has changed&lt;br /&gt;and everyone deserves second chances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 15 September 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-5740632886300953437?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/5740632886300953437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=5740632886300953437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/5740632886300953437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/5740632886300953437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/second-chances.html' title='Second Chances'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-4559055718392999178</id><published>2009-10-12T15:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:37:51.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* please note this is written in an alternate perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say you can't do this&lt;br /&gt;you say you'll just fail&lt;br /&gt;but i don't believe that&lt;br /&gt;i believe this is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say you're not worth it&lt;br /&gt;you say why me&lt;br /&gt;but i chose you for a reason&lt;br /&gt;that reason you don't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you are my daughter&lt;br /&gt;and in you there's faith&lt;br /&gt;just know and believe&lt;br /&gt;that there'll always be grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begin to believe&lt;br /&gt;your ability in this&lt;br /&gt;have confidence and enthusiasm&lt;br /&gt;no matter how scary it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you i know can do this&lt;br /&gt;you i know will&lt;br /&gt;you i know can show them&lt;br /&gt;what this amazing young woman can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 7 September 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-4559055718392999178?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/4559055718392999178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=4559055718392999178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/4559055718392999178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/4559055718392999178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-say.html' title='You Say'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-8406425333549453058</id><published>2009-10-12T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:25:38.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* please note this is written in an alternate perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you because I care for you&lt;br /&gt;And made you who you are&lt;br /&gt;I love you because you’re wonderful&lt;br /&gt;And always make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you because you’re human&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I love you because you worship me&lt;br /&gt;In a variety of ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you because you sympathise&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes for yourself&lt;br /&gt;I love you because you’re passionate&lt;br /&gt;About everything I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you because you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;And pray every single day&lt;br /&gt;I love you because you’re simple&lt;br /&gt;And the right things you tend to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you because you care&lt;br /&gt;About everyone around&lt;br /&gt;I love you because you’re special&lt;br /&gt;In many more ways than one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you because you’re you&lt;br /&gt;You’re what I made you to be&lt;br /&gt;I love you because you’re different&lt;br /&gt;But still endeavour to be like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re nature is compassionate&lt;br /&gt;You’re beautiful and true&lt;br /&gt;You’re honest and amazing&lt;br /&gt;For that is why I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 2 September 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-8406425333549453058?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/8406425333549453058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=8406425333549453058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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without thinking&lt;br /&gt;some things we are destined to do&lt;br /&gt;some things of our own free will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter which way we follow&lt;br /&gt;no matter where we begin&lt;br /&gt;but always will we end up&lt;br /&gt;where we are destined to finish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for life is not about the beginning&lt;br /&gt;and life is not about the end&lt;br /&gt;its about the journey we take&lt;br /&gt;alone or with a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some choose to do it alone&lt;br /&gt;some to do it with God&lt;br /&gt;but always, when we finish&lt;br /&gt;we'll look back and see the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we all have 2 choices&lt;br /&gt;to smile and be glad&lt;br /&gt;for with God by our side anything's possible&lt;br /&gt;theres no reason to be sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or we can choose to trek it&lt;br /&gt;alone on that wavy path&lt;br /&gt;with no hope, no joy, no laughter&lt;br /&gt;and no happiness in sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 29 August 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-5066360896322004248?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/5066360896322004248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=5066360896322004248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/5066360896322004248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/5066360896322004248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-choices.html' title='Two Choices'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-6250809927927066536</id><published>2009-10-12T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:21:52.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Effects</title><content type='html'>I think of how much you've done for me&lt;br /&gt;All the things you've said&lt;br /&gt;Which doors you have opened&lt;br /&gt;Which lessons I have learned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin to see your love for me&lt;br /&gt;That smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;The tears of pride within your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And your never-ending grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel your hand within mine&lt;br /&gt;And one hand upon my cheek&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats somewhat faster&lt;br /&gt;My legs begin to go weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin to see what you see in me&lt;br /&gt;That glint within your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You use your hand to lift my face&lt;br /&gt;And capture every tear I cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see that life is worth it&lt;br /&gt;To earn my crown above&lt;br /&gt;For you make life worth living&lt;br /&gt;With your unconditional...love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 22 August 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-6250809927927066536?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/6250809927927066536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=6250809927927066536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/6250809927927066536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/6250809927927066536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/effects.html' title='Effects'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-1103558322794652713</id><published>2009-10-12T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:07:13.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad</title><content type='html'>Why does my dad hate me?&lt;br /&gt;Why does he spite everything I do?&lt;br /&gt;Why does he always blame me?&lt;br /&gt;For I don’t lift the glass he drinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t pour his vodka and whisky&lt;br /&gt;I try to not hurt him in any way&lt;br /&gt;But yet his words they still hurt&lt;br /&gt;As they do everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He yells and he screams&lt;br /&gt;He abuses and blames&lt;br /&gt;I can’t do anything right&lt;br /&gt;I wish he'd see where I stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His tongue it seems&lt;br /&gt;Is a double edged sword&lt;br /&gt;He uses it curse&lt;br /&gt;Rather than bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only he could see&lt;br /&gt;The effect it has on me!&lt;br /&gt;How I hope and I dream&lt;br /&gt;That God finally gets to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says he's a Christian&lt;br /&gt;But Christianity is everyday!&lt;br /&gt;It’s not just a Sunday&lt;br /&gt;To his dismay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet I still love him&lt;br /&gt;Yet I still hope&lt;br /&gt;Yet I still dream&lt;br /&gt;That he'll see what God sees in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 22 August 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-1103558322794652713?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/1103558322794652713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=1103558322794652713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1103558322794652713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1103558322794652713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/dad.html' title='Dad'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-4494037959851370334</id><published>2009-10-12T15:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:03:42.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Race</title><content type='html'>When the fight is finished&lt;br /&gt;When the race is run&lt;br /&gt;Will He find you faithful?&lt;br /&gt;Will He say well done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you compare&lt;br /&gt;To all he's done for us&lt;br /&gt;Dying on that cross&lt;br /&gt;Shedding his own blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you try to help others&lt;br /&gt;Push them to do their best&lt;br /&gt;Or do you guide them off track&lt;br /&gt;With other things to obsess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure there will be hurdles&lt;br /&gt;Sure things push you off&lt;br /&gt;But it’s not about mistakes&lt;br /&gt;It’s what you learn from them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not saying be perfect&lt;br /&gt;No where near, far from&lt;br /&gt;I’m saying run the race ahead&lt;br /&gt;For all you do is learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let God help to guide you&lt;br /&gt;Let him push you on the track&lt;br /&gt;For its not what you do wrong&lt;br /&gt;It’s how you get on back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 22 August 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-4494037959851370334?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/4494037959851370334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=4494037959851370334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/4494037959851370334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/4494037959851370334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/race.html' title='The Race'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-2106479377257425121</id><published>2009-10-12T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:02:16.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now Course</title><content type='html'>I started this course with one thing in mind&lt;br /&gt;A question, a thought, no answer&lt;br /&gt;I continue to puzzle over this one thing&lt;br /&gt;And hope for my question answered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will this course benefit me?&lt;br /&gt;Will it be like I’ve imagined&lt;br /&gt;Will we be friends or family?&lt;br /&gt;Will my questions be answered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I enjoy going to class&lt;br /&gt;Not dreading like all last semester&lt;br /&gt;Will I pass or will I fail&lt;br /&gt;For failing was all I knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now feel confident in what I am saying&lt;br /&gt;And lose my tongue at times&lt;br /&gt;But we're all there to help each other&lt;br /&gt;Old, middle aged and young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For friends in my eyes doesn’t cut it&lt;br /&gt;We’re closer like I was hoping&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t say family quite at this stage&lt;br /&gt;But would say there's no one like these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes my questions are answered&lt;br /&gt;And it's been all I’ve hoped it to be&lt;br /&gt;And yes I look forward to coming to class&lt;br /&gt;And will be upset when it comes to an end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 11 August 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-2106479377257425121?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/2106479377257425121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=2106479377257425121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2106479377257425121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2106479377257425121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/now-course.html' title='Now Course'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-7410245004584125669</id><published>2009-10-12T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:00:26.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Come</title><content type='html'>how come i look but never see&lt;br /&gt;how come i hear but never listen&lt;br /&gt;how come i ask but never seek&lt;br /&gt;how come i help but never learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i do all this but never seem to reach the goal&lt;br /&gt;how can i just stand this but never take action&lt;br /&gt;so i ask you my friend, will you help me&lt;br /&gt;will you help me with the willingness of your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because God knows that i need it&lt;br /&gt;every time i cry myself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;every time i wake from a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;every time i stir in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dear friend will you help me&lt;br /&gt;to become the person i'm meant to be&lt;br /&gt;will you help me to overcome this problem&lt;br /&gt;will you help to set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only one can answer those questions&lt;br /&gt;but again i hear but rarely listen&lt;br /&gt;if only i'd accept the pain i bear&lt;br /&gt;and hand that pain to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for he bears all pain, all sorrow and all grief&lt;br /&gt;he lifts you up from the dretches and gives you the relief you seek&lt;br /&gt;he heals you of your broken heart and your bruised spirit&lt;br /&gt;he carries your heavy pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for he bears the power to heal&lt;br /&gt;to help and to save&lt;br /&gt;he bears the compassion to listen&lt;br /&gt;not just to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just hand your troubles over to him&lt;br /&gt;take that pain off your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;take that sorrow off your heart&lt;br /&gt;and set this captive free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 10 August 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-7410245004584125669?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/7410245004584125669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=7410245004584125669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/7410245004584125669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/7410245004584125669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-come.html' title='How Come'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-6608119743569175348</id><published>2009-10-12T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T14:59:07.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear of Prayer</title><content type='html'>i know that prayer can't hurt me&lt;br /&gt;for prayer is from the heart&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't let fear stop me&lt;br /&gt;for i let that fear start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will pray if i choose i want to&lt;br /&gt;whether in private or for ears to hear&lt;br /&gt;for everything else can only take me so far&lt;br /&gt;so i have to release that fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of praying for people&lt;br /&gt;its just others praying for me&lt;br /&gt;for now that fear is mending&lt;br /&gt;i'm slowly releasing that fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for i dont want anything holding me back&lt;br /&gt;from being completely open to you&lt;br /&gt;for you say you wouldnt hurt me&lt;br /&gt;and i only know your words to be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so take this fear and throw it&lt;br /&gt;keep it away from me&lt;br /&gt;for in this moment i release it&lt;br /&gt;and its firm clutch on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 3 August 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-6608119743569175348?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/6608119743569175348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=6608119743569175348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/6608119743569175348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/6608119743569175348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/fear-of-prayer.html' title='Fear of Prayer'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-1804077136371803724</id><published>2009-10-12T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T14:57:18.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To a Friend</title><content type='html'>I think of all you’ve done for me&lt;br /&gt;In this precious life of mine&lt;br /&gt;The things you’ve shared, the help you gave&lt;br /&gt;And the many numerous prayers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of all the time&lt;br /&gt;That we have spent together&lt;br /&gt;The advice that you have given&lt;br /&gt;And our discussions of the weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of all the comments&lt;br /&gt;That you have given me&lt;br /&gt;That small boost of confidence&lt;br /&gt;That I hope that you can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you have helped me more than words&lt;br /&gt;But still less than God above&lt;br /&gt;For I am glad our paths have crossed&lt;br /&gt;And the love within your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you are truly amazing&lt;br /&gt;An honest and blessing God sent&lt;br /&gt;I have been looking for a way to say that&lt;br /&gt;And this seems to be it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have helped me to step out in faith&lt;br /&gt;And I know that experience will come with time&lt;br /&gt;But with God anything is possible&lt;br /&gt;With both his will and mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love that you have for all of mankind&lt;br /&gt;Is special as you can see&lt;br /&gt;So thank you for everything that you have done&lt;br /&gt;Especially for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this can continue&lt;br /&gt;And I expect it probably will&lt;br /&gt;For you have truly helped me&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that you will still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That first time that I met you&lt;br /&gt;I don’t remember what I thought&lt;br /&gt;But now that I seem to know you&lt;br /&gt;I realise how great you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you for everything&lt;br /&gt;And all the help you’ve given me&lt;br /&gt;For you’re truly an inspiration&lt;br /&gt;And amazing for what the eye can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve helped me to grow in this short time&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t imagine what God has planned&lt;br /&gt;For you have shown me some possibilities&lt;br /&gt;Of what I can do with God’s hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this has encouraged you&lt;br /&gt;To keep going with who you are&lt;br /&gt;For God made you special and so unique&lt;br /&gt;For you are his bright and shining star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That person who listens and who helps&lt;br /&gt;Who pushes you in the right direction&lt;br /&gt;Who understands what God wants&lt;br /&gt;With little or no correction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who can’t seem to hear him&lt;br /&gt;You seem to be that helpful and guiding hand&lt;br /&gt;That true and honest sister&lt;br /&gt;Who will speak what’s on her mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am only one perspective&lt;br /&gt;And this is only one opinion&lt;br /&gt;I can only say from personal experience&lt;br /&gt;And I know there’s more to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can see of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Is that he’s very much like you&lt;br /&gt;Compassionate and honest&lt;br /&gt;Are two words that I would use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For words can not nearly describe&lt;br /&gt;How alike you are to him&lt;br /&gt;For when I look at you&lt;br /&gt;It’s like a mirror of our King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get what I mean&lt;br /&gt;And what I’m trying to say&lt;br /&gt;For you are one awesome woman&lt;br /&gt;And I believe forever you’ll stay that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That willing heart&lt;br /&gt;That helpful soul&lt;br /&gt;That sensitive spirit&lt;br /&gt;One life can hold it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 23 July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-1804077136371803724?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/1804077136371803724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=1804077136371803724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1804077136371803724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1804077136371803724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-friend.html' title='To a Friend'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-5812942681498935650</id><published>2009-10-12T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T14:54:06.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Worth</title><content type='html'>you're worth the heavens and the earth&lt;br /&gt;the water of the sea&lt;br /&gt;the birds within the sky&lt;br /&gt;most of all, all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're worth the sand upon the ground&lt;br /&gt;the beat of every heart&lt;br /&gt;everyone's desire&lt;br /&gt;to simply be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're worth the animals of the land&lt;br /&gt;the birds of the sky&lt;br /&gt;every heart that is lost&lt;br /&gt;but mostly all hearts won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're worth every tear that's shed&lt;br /&gt;every joy within a heart&lt;br /&gt;every thought of every mind&lt;br /&gt;and every smile on each face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're worth the sunrise and sunset&lt;br /&gt;the dew of each morning&lt;br /&gt;the stars within the sky&lt;br /&gt;and the sun around the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're worth the blood that was shed&lt;br /&gt;the pain that Christ bore&lt;br /&gt;the tears that Christ shed&lt;br /&gt;and the sin that he took&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're worth the heavens and the earth&lt;br /&gt;each breathe that you take&lt;br /&gt;so smile and be happy&lt;br /&gt;for you're worth everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 14 July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-5812942681498935650?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/5812942681498935650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=5812942681498935650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/5812942681498935650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/5812942681498935650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/your-worth.html' title='Your Worth'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-1945862538836413663</id><published>2009-10-12T14:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T14:52:41.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Passion of Gifts</title><content type='html'>the passion that's in your heart&lt;br /&gt;is impossible to mask&lt;br /&gt;that glint within your eyes&lt;br /&gt;you cannot hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard you try&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much you cry&lt;br /&gt;people will always see it&lt;br /&gt;whether you like it or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't try to hide it&lt;br /&gt;it's not your destiny&lt;br /&gt;be proud and show it&lt;br /&gt;if not for you, for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave you this passion for a reason&lt;br /&gt;to use it and be glad&lt;br /&gt;for a light on a hill can't be hidden&lt;br /&gt;it must shine bright across the land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so smile and be happy&lt;br /&gt;cry and be sad&lt;br /&gt;but don't let emotions control you&lt;br /&gt;for that's not all you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let your passion show&lt;br /&gt;be proud, but not cocky&lt;br /&gt;for this thing you have, this beacon&lt;br /&gt;will make you happy not sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this passion you have is amazing&lt;br /&gt;if you would only use it&lt;br /&gt;don't let fear hold you back&lt;br /&gt;but also, don't abuse it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;use it to bring people to me&lt;br /&gt;use it to bring yourself joy&lt;br /&gt;for to use it for those reasons&lt;br /&gt;is all i ask of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 12 July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-1945862538836413663?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/1945862538836413663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=1945862538836413663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1945862538836413663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1945862538836413663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/passion-of-gifts.html' title='The Passion of Gifts'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-2588633167779410327</id><published>2009-10-12T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T14:50:45.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness</title><content type='html'>as feelings of lonliness begin to surround me&lt;br /&gt;my heart slows down and my mind sinks&lt;br /&gt;i think of what my God did for me&lt;br /&gt;and my mood begins to rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lack of friends that i have beside me&lt;br /&gt;no one to talk to, no one to see&lt;br /&gt;as i just try to smile at the blessings i have&lt;br /&gt;the pain gets too much for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cry to my God, my Savior, my King&lt;br /&gt;as worship lifts my soul and i begin to sing&lt;br /&gt;look at all that Christ's done for me&lt;br /&gt;the pain he endured, just to help me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while i'm kneeling, alone in my room&lt;br /&gt;his spirit washes over me, and i finally feel home&lt;br /&gt;his everlasting peace, tranquility and joy&lt;br /&gt;his tears of pride washes over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 8 July 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-2588633167779410327?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/2588633167779410327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=2588633167779410327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2588633167779410327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2588633167779410327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/loneliness.html' title='Loneliness'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-1187612405298772188</id><published>2009-10-12T14:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T15:39:58.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things May Look Down</title><content type='html'>i know things may look bleak right now&lt;br /&gt;and everything just won't turn around&lt;br /&gt;and you may be lonely every night&lt;br /&gt;when just a tiny thing will give you a fright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but things will change one day you know&lt;br /&gt;when the hidden gifts will finally show&lt;br /&gt;you'll see how much you've learnt through this&lt;br /&gt;the experience you've gained and everything else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the things you'ved learnt so far&lt;br /&gt;and how much you are yet to learn&lt;br /&gt;you'll have many days, both bad and good&lt;br /&gt;as any person will say you should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one step in your stride, one smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;knowing this will give you more faith&lt;br /&gt;lean into him and you will soon see&lt;br /&gt;that you are where you are meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things may seem down right now&lt;br /&gt;but things will one day change&lt;br /&gt;know this my dear and noble friend&lt;br /&gt;times are closer than they seem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written on the 19th March 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-1187612405298772188?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/1187612405298772188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=1187612405298772188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1187612405298772188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1187612405298772188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-may-look-down.html' title='Things May Look Down'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-1909100527126440135</id><published>2009-10-12T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T14:47:17.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My King</title><content type='html'>as blood pulses through my veins&lt;br /&gt;and words scream from my heart&lt;br /&gt;i ask, why did this all happen?&lt;br /&gt;when did this all start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this miraculous relationship&lt;br /&gt;between my God &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;the words he daily speaks to me&lt;br /&gt;as i look into his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his inspirational quotes&lt;br /&gt;that i don't even know&lt;br /&gt;his love &amp;amp; tender comfort&lt;br /&gt;the feel of his touch i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how he talks with his unique voice&lt;br /&gt;that i recognise easily&lt;br /&gt;his soft &amp;amp; tender thoughts&lt;br /&gt;his love &amp;amp; company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to comfort when i'm sad&lt;br /&gt;to rejoice when i'm happy&lt;br /&gt;to stop me from doing&lt;br /&gt;something i'd soon regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to heal me of my pain&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; all the suffering i've faced&lt;br /&gt;to bandage the wounds&lt;br /&gt;that i've been asked to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for he doesn't pressure me&lt;br /&gt;to do one single thing&lt;br /&gt;he just asks in that voice&lt;br /&gt;and i answer 'yes, my king'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;written on 14th November 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-1909100527126440135?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/1909100527126440135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=1909100527126440135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1909100527126440135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1909100527126440135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-king.html' title='My King'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-2224126427483050819</id><published>2009-08-10T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:13:22.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams Fade</title><content type='html'>his words continue to shoot at me&lt;br /&gt;but not a nice thing do i hear&lt;br /&gt;why do i hope for such an occasion&lt;br /&gt;for kindness just to be near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no i must be stupid&lt;br /&gt;for i know i'll never hear that&lt;br /&gt;not a single nice word will leave those lips&lt;br /&gt;not one directed at me, at best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try not to cry to sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;but tears still trickle with me at best&lt;br /&gt;for i'm a weak selfish girl&lt;br /&gt;who has the maturity of a brat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm stupid and hurt and crying&lt;br /&gt;and that's what makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;for i dont ever see him cry&lt;br /&gt;so he believes he's better than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but aren't we meant to be equal?&lt;br /&gt;should i ever dream of that day?&lt;br /&gt;should i just keep hoping that he'll change?&lt;br /&gt;for some dreams do fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why do i even bother&lt;br /&gt;to keep hoping one day for him&lt;br /&gt;why do i let myself get hurt&lt;br /&gt;when all i know is disappointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for forever those words will shoot at me&lt;br /&gt;like a dagger right through my heart&lt;br /&gt;forever those words will remain&lt;br /&gt;for although dreams fade, memories do not&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-2224126427483050819?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-2048912733614865436</id><published>2009-07-26T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T13:38:10.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>i think of how trapped i felt&lt;br /&gt;all these years gone by&lt;br /&gt;how his words used to sting&lt;br /&gt;and used to make me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how my heart would lurch&lt;br /&gt;whenever he spoke a word&lt;br /&gt;and how my heart would hope&lt;br /&gt;that he spoke 1 nice word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i slowly begin to see&lt;br /&gt;how my God has rescued me&lt;br /&gt;for i can leave and do my thing&lt;br /&gt;without telling him anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you may think that that is rude&lt;br /&gt;but it isnt quite the case&lt;br /&gt;i do tell him where i'm going&lt;br /&gt;or whether i'll be out late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i feel some kind of freedom&lt;br /&gt;with doing my own thing&lt;br /&gt;for i'm soon 20 and though i see&lt;br /&gt;he may not see that within me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may still be his little girl&lt;br /&gt;doing what he wishes&lt;br /&gt;but i'm old enough to have a choice&lt;br /&gt;not just to do the dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can leave with my own right&lt;br /&gt;and ignore what he says to me&lt;br /&gt;those disheartening words that he says&lt;br /&gt;that always used to strike me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for i am slowly learning&lt;br /&gt;not to take his words to heart&lt;br /&gt;not to winge of lack of freedom&lt;br /&gt;and not to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for although he is my dad&lt;br /&gt;and i respect his wishes for me&lt;br /&gt;i am my own woman&lt;br /&gt;and i do deserve to be free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-4325169519686103635</id><published>2009-07-14T13:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:35:08.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the view</title><content type='html'>although there's noise all around me&lt;br /&gt;a feeling of peace settles within&lt;br /&gt;that calm sense of self&lt;br /&gt;is such a privilaged feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your heart beating at it's normal pace&lt;br /&gt;if not slower it seems to some&lt;br /&gt;and that calm and happy look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;can just about explain it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you smile and look all around you&lt;br /&gt;at the majesty of it all&lt;br /&gt;the beauty your God has created&lt;br /&gt;that scenic view you enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you take a single step&lt;br /&gt;then another towards your goal&lt;br /&gt;you keep looking all around you&lt;br /&gt;and all the wonderous places yo explore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each step that you take&lt;br /&gt;is a whole new different view&lt;br /&gt;each smile that you share&lt;br /&gt;warms 2 hearts, 2 spirits, 2 souls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-4325169519686103635?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/4325169519686103635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=4325169519686103635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/4325169519686103635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/4325169519686103635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/07/view.html' title='the view'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-9218589626700147274</id><published>2009-07-14T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:04:37.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>failure</title><content type='html'>i'm sitting alone on the bus&lt;br /&gt;quietly letting tears trickle down my face&lt;br /&gt;i know in my mind i've failed&lt;br /&gt;the one issue my heart can't face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel like a failure&lt;br /&gt;another thing that i've done wrong&lt;br /&gt;in the beginning i knew i couldn't do this&lt;br /&gt;cept now i have the proof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel their eyes glaring at me&lt;br /&gt;but not a person in sight is looking&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't stop the disapproval i feel&lt;br /&gt;or the feeling my heart has lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as i look out that bus window&lt;br /&gt;i cry but nobody hears&lt;br /&gt;i try to think of things done right&lt;br /&gt;and attempt to combat my fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with no joy within my sights&lt;br /&gt;and no hope seen in my future&lt;br /&gt;i let out a silent prayer&lt;br /&gt;praying that you'll be with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to guide my way&lt;br /&gt;and to help me realise&lt;br /&gt;i don't see the light&lt;br /&gt;i became it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-9218589626700147274?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/9218589626700147274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=9218589626700147274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/9218589626700147274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/9218589626700147274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/07/failure.html' title='failure'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-5633153632802075243</id><published>2009-06-09T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:16:08.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Hear God?</title><content type='html'>I wake up every morning&lt;br /&gt;to his small still voice&lt;br /&gt;calling me to rise&lt;br /&gt;and to suddenly make the choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should I get up&lt;br /&gt;and talk to him&lt;br /&gt;or lay in bed&lt;br /&gt;and do the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I get up out of bed&lt;br /&gt;to experience this new day&lt;br /&gt;and I begin to smile&lt;br /&gt;as he talks to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked my pastor&lt;br /&gt;one cold day&lt;br /&gt;do you hear God&lt;br /&gt;and guess what he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said he listens&lt;br /&gt;to nothing but silence&lt;br /&gt;that God&lt;br /&gt;doesn't talk to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't find that that's the case&lt;br /&gt;I think God talks to him&lt;br /&gt;its just he doesn't recognise&lt;br /&gt;his small still voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i ask you this day&lt;br /&gt;do you hear God&lt;br /&gt;and what he says&lt;br /&gt;to you each day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you give him the time&lt;br /&gt;from your busy lives&lt;br /&gt;and slowly&lt;br /&gt;begin to pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just take a moment&lt;br /&gt;or an hour&lt;br /&gt;and listen&lt;br /&gt;to what he says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for many don't realise&lt;br /&gt;that he's right near you&lt;br /&gt;try to listen&lt;br /&gt;to what he says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's worth it you see&lt;br /&gt;for he's close to me&lt;br /&gt;my sweet&lt;br /&gt;dear God above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so give him the time&lt;br /&gt;listen so close&lt;br /&gt;and just try to hear him&lt;br /&gt;it's worth it&lt;div 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God?'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-2185482959316946939</id><published>2009-06-07T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T18:43:25.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answer to Prayer</title><content type='html'>you came into my life&lt;br /&gt;as an answer to my pray&lt;br /&gt;you've helped me so much so far&lt;br /&gt;and yet we've only just met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the potential this relationship&lt;br /&gt;is astounding in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;as you help me everyday&lt;br /&gt;in this everyday life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the compassion that you hold&lt;br /&gt;is remarkable you see&lt;br /&gt;you haven't run or hid&lt;br /&gt;when i have told you different things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you help me to accept myself&lt;br /&gt;and move forward everyday&lt;br /&gt;you smile, and you comfort&lt;br /&gt;and you help to lead the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and although it's only recent&lt;br /&gt;you've convinced me of so much&lt;br /&gt;you've boosted my confidence&lt;br /&gt;knowing i don't need that crutch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while doing all this&lt;br /&gt;you've still stuck true to you&lt;br /&gt;still prioritising what's important&lt;br /&gt;for this relationship is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thank you for your time&lt;br /&gt;your encouragement and esteem&lt;br /&gt;for although i'd survive without you&lt;br /&gt;life's better now that you're here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Trish, you are an amazing person, although we only just met, you have influenced me so much, you've helped me make some great decisions. You are an awesome woman of Christ, an inspiration, whom I already love dearly, as my own sister, and friend, you really are an answer to my prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-2185482959316946939?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/2185482959316946939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=2185482959316946939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2185482959316946939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2185482959316946939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/06/answer-to-prayer.html' title='Answer to Prayer'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-7842786745950488925</id><published>2009-05-31T15:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:25:39.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying Solo</title><content type='html'>people wish a solo life&lt;br /&gt;a life of solitude&lt;br /&gt;but people long for companionship&lt;br /&gt;life with a good friend, or 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my life i've hurt&lt;br /&gt;by people drifting away&lt;br /&gt;cause i want those friends to close to me&lt;br /&gt;and not to move away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was my dear sam&lt;br /&gt;for a short while i did love&lt;br /&gt;but i got too close&lt;br /&gt;and we drifted apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was my friend sarah&lt;br /&gt;we grew up through the years&lt;br /&gt;got too close, drifted apart&lt;br /&gt;through many unshed tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was God, my one and only&lt;br /&gt;he got close, and never left&lt;br /&gt;although i drifted far from him&lt;br /&gt;he always stayed beside my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was Jo, my true best friend&lt;br /&gt;who stuck by me, thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;she broke through my brick wall&lt;br /&gt;and then knocked and waited by the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so although we wish for a life&lt;br /&gt;of lonely solitude&lt;br /&gt;it's never what we need&lt;br /&gt;not to be rude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so break those walls, and let someone in&lt;br /&gt;whether it be friend or foe&lt;br /&gt;you can't be alone forever&lt;br /&gt;for that is not the way to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-7842786745950488925?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/7842786745950488925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=7842786745950488925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/7842786745950488925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/7842786745950488925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/05/flying-solo.html' title='Flying Solo'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-8661588237933628754</id><published>2009-05-28T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:15:59.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain and Sadness, Hope and Joy</title><content type='html'>the empty look within my eyes&lt;br /&gt;can say 1000 words&lt;br /&gt;of pain and sadness, regret and hurt&lt;br /&gt;more pain than any burns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pain thats in my mind&lt;br /&gt;of all the words he's said&lt;br /&gt;the memories and the sadness&lt;br /&gt;and all of my regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to hear each word he says to me&lt;br /&gt;as i continue to hope&lt;br /&gt;that a single word that he might say&lt;br /&gt;might help me to cope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the daggers he seems to strike through my chest&lt;br /&gt;the words that linger in my mind&lt;br /&gt;i wish that there was someone who could&lt;br /&gt;ease my pain filled mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i begin to think that all my hopes&lt;br /&gt;might come and still my mind&lt;br /&gt;as i think of all God's done for me&lt;br /&gt;and what he continues to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as i smile, just a crack&lt;br /&gt;i think that what i ask&lt;br /&gt;peace of mind, and will of heart&lt;br /&gt;is proven through his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he calms my spirit, eases my soul&lt;br /&gt;and helps me to achieve&lt;br /&gt;for he will push me to my limits&lt;br /&gt;and gently hold me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i smile as he talks to me&lt;br /&gt;i laugh when there is rain&lt;br /&gt;i help when i possibly can&lt;br /&gt;and i see this guided way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-8661588237933628754?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/8661588237933628754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=8661588237933628754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/8661588237933628754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/8661588237933628754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/05/pain-and-sadness-hope-and-joy.html' title='Pain and Sadness, Hope and Joy'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-64687345829960270</id><published>2009-05-28T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:33:10.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victims</title><content type='html'>i think of all the victims&lt;br /&gt;those who've been abused&lt;br /&gt;the hearts seperate from their lives&lt;br /&gt;the story behind each bruise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their lack of will to live&lt;br /&gt;is evident through their stance&lt;br /&gt;and all you really want to do&lt;br /&gt;is pick them up and dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to see the pain&lt;br /&gt;in each victims eyes&lt;br /&gt;to see all the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;through each white lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to feel what they are going through&lt;br /&gt;but that you made a choice&lt;br /&gt;to not let pain control you&lt;br /&gt;to show you have a voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so although all this is hard&lt;br /&gt;step forward each new day&lt;br /&gt;for all you need is love&lt;br /&gt;and that will you need to pray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-64687345829960270?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/64687345829960270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=64687345829960270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;It makes me whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An empty feeling&lt;br /&gt;That dwells inside&lt;br /&gt;Is filled with music&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joy it brings&lt;br /&gt;New each day&lt;br /&gt;Urges me to sing&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes to pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dance in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;Sing in my room&lt;br /&gt;Worship at church&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music all around&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts in many minds&lt;br /&gt;Passion in many souls&lt;br /&gt;Voices left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actions speak louder than words&lt;br /&gt;To sing but not be heard&lt;br /&gt;To dance and not be seen&lt;br /&gt;Is many's most feared dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-5447484371548844306?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-7720113653102022940</id><published>2009-05-18T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:58:22.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God vs Satan</title><content type='html'>the pain i cause satan&lt;br /&gt;is a positive you see&lt;br /&gt;for he hurts others&lt;br /&gt;others including me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pain that he causes&lt;br /&gt;is full on and intense&lt;br /&gt;for he hurts friends&lt;br /&gt;and makes them upset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he lies and deceives&lt;br /&gt;makes us all cry and weep&lt;br /&gt;but God can change all that&lt;br /&gt;for he lives inside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can cause satan pain&lt;br /&gt;by believing in God&lt;br /&gt;doing what God asks&lt;br /&gt;rather than doing what satan tells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for satan wants all sadness&lt;br /&gt;while God wants all good&lt;br /&gt;and although life has both&lt;br /&gt;following God is what we should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for God can make us happy&lt;br /&gt;while satan causes pain&lt;br /&gt;for you can't have a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;without any rain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-7720113653102022940?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/7720113653102022940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=7720113653102022940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/7720113653102022940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/7720113653102022940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/05/god-vs-satan.html' title='God vs Satan'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-2677096742209017256</id><published>2009-05-17T14:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T14:47:59.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Martin Luther King Jr.</title><content type='html'>Martin Luther King Jr&lt;br /&gt;said some years ago&lt;br /&gt;that faith is taking the first step&lt;br /&gt;when you can't see the whole staircase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it made me begin to think&lt;br /&gt;of experiences when i have done this&lt;br /&gt;and of an email i sent recently&lt;br /&gt;where i quoted just this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how he was so inspirational&lt;br /&gt;saying one day there'll be black leadership&lt;br /&gt;in the land named america&lt;br /&gt;his prediction came true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Barack Obama&lt;br /&gt;is the man who took the place&lt;br /&gt;inplace of George Bush&lt;br /&gt;No offense to you mate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Martin Luther King&lt;br /&gt;travelled round the country&lt;br /&gt;speaking of this prophesy&lt;br /&gt;before he died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how proud would he be&lt;br /&gt;to see his prediction come true&lt;br /&gt;for that prophesy was God&lt;br /&gt;speaking to me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;inspired by the quote:&lt;br /&gt;Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase.&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from Martin Luther King Junior. May he rest in peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-2677096742209017256?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/2677096742209017256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=2677096742209017256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2677096742209017256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2677096742209017256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/05/martin-luther-king-jr.html' title='Martin Luther King Jr.'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-7761138779893397774</id><published>2009-05-12T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:11:09.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God</title><content type='html'>you know my every thought&lt;br /&gt;every hair upon my head&lt;br /&gt;every dream that i desire&lt;br /&gt;every word that is said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know each star by name&lt;br /&gt;and it's location too&lt;br /&gt;you know when it will die&lt;br /&gt;and when it becomes new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see each child's future&lt;br /&gt;and the dreams that they shall have&lt;br /&gt;their hearts and their spirits&lt;br /&gt;their smiles and their laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you love each one of us dearly&lt;br /&gt;for you died upon that cross&lt;br /&gt;upon that hill in Calvary&lt;br /&gt;although many lives are lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you give each gifts and talents&lt;br /&gt;the sunrise and sunset&lt;br /&gt;the smile lighting each person's cheeks&lt;br /&gt;and each of their regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you bring the summer and the winter&lt;br /&gt;the autumn and the spring&lt;br /&gt;your neverending mercies&lt;br /&gt;that are new with each morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hold the hope of our salvation&lt;br /&gt;the grace of a willing heart&lt;br /&gt;the hands that hold our burdens&lt;br /&gt;and the heart that we all love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you help us day by day&lt;br /&gt;and provide all that we need&lt;br /&gt;you are that shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;and that healing hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're there when we need you&lt;br /&gt;and you're there when we don't&lt;br /&gt;you're supportive and caring&lt;br /&gt;even when we're not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you smile when we're happy&lt;br /&gt;and are sad when we're not&lt;br /&gt;you capture every tear&lt;br /&gt;and long for each heart lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're forgiving and you're gracious&lt;br /&gt;there is always a second chance&lt;br /&gt;for you hold each child in your hands&lt;br /&gt;with your unconditional love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you help us through our struggles&lt;br /&gt;and push us to achieve&lt;br /&gt;everything we're called to be&lt;br /&gt;and everything we need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you celebrate our success&lt;br /&gt;and pick us up when we fall&lt;br /&gt;you help us take those baby steps&lt;br /&gt;when we first learn to crawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hold our hands through all our life&lt;br /&gt;and on our dying grave&lt;br /&gt;you love each of us so dearly&lt;br /&gt;even when we misbehave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're wisdom and you're knowledge&lt;br /&gt;are great assets that you provide&lt;br /&gt;those precious words of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;and that knowledge of everylasting life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're amazing and you're beautiful&lt;br /&gt;that father from above&lt;br /&gt;that person who we can go to&lt;br /&gt;when we need a hand to strive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i end in saying this&lt;br /&gt;God is one and only&lt;br /&gt;no one can replace him&lt;br /&gt;and he can never die&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-7761138779893397774?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/7761138779893397774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=7761138779893397774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/7761138779893397774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/7761138779893397774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/05/god.html' title='God'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-8066586033851054384</id><published>2009-05-12T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:30:10.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish That I Could Scream</title><content type='html'>they think these words will help me&lt;br /&gt;when all they cause is pain&lt;br /&gt;they sting my heart and hurt my soul&lt;br /&gt;and drench me in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their words sting like a pitchfork&lt;br /&gt;being stabbed into my back&lt;br /&gt;lost cause and no hope&lt;br /&gt;are just some examples at hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sadness overwhelms me&lt;br /&gt;the pain and the grief&lt;br /&gt;the words that he shoots at me&lt;br /&gt;make me cry and weep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; he may not see this now&lt;br /&gt;my lack of self esteem&lt;br /&gt;when all i wish that i could do&lt;br /&gt;i wish that i could scream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-8066586033851054384?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/8066586033851054384/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-5178572799146854227</id><published>2009-05-11T07:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T07:21:43.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>As the passion rises in me&lt;br /&gt;I see the reason i began&lt;br /&gt;the reason i made this choice&lt;br /&gt;to become the person that i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see those kids having fun&lt;br /&gt;enjoying life with blessings still to come&lt;br /&gt;to see the smiles on their faces&lt;br /&gt;knowing hearts are already won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing God did all this&lt;br /&gt;makes me proud to this day&lt;br /&gt;that i know him so intimately&lt;br /&gt;as we talk everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see him working in those kids&lt;br /&gt;makes me happy that i'm there&lt;br /&gt;witnessing tranformations&lt;br /&gt;with joy still in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a great innocence&lt;br /&gt;makes kids be happy and carefree&lt;br /&gt;with no worries of the world&lt;br /&gt;that burden you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said in a verse i don't remember&lt;br /&gt;he called the kids to him&lt;br /&gt;saying that they are just as important&lt;br /&gt;as anyone else he's seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don't neglect those children&lt;br /&gt;because they're important to God&lt;br /&gt;everyone is equal&lt;br /&gt;everyone's heart can be won&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-5178572799146854227?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/5178572799146854227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;I hope she's happy with the work she's done&lt;br /&gt;For she's earned her place with the holy one&lt;br /&gt;She deserves every smile that's brought her way&lt;br /&gt;Knowing I’ll see her again some day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing she's watching over me&lt;br /&gt;With a smile and a laugh that brings me glee&lt;br /&gt;I’m glad that all her suffering's gone&lt;br /&gt;And that she finally feels at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 8:15 tonight, I got a phone call, I got the news that a lady I had grown up with, a lady that was like a grandma to me, held me as a child, visited randomly and gave me advice when I needed it, well, that she had died, I cried a whole lot in the lounge, then went to my room and cried a whole lot more, then I wrote this, i dried my eyes, then went and told everyone, crying between each, it really shook me, but I'm really glad I have God and my best friend Jo beside me, helping me, showing encouragement and empathy during this difficult time, I have no idea what I'm going to be like during the funeral, but I'll get through it, and if necessary, I'll email my lecturers if the funeral is next Monday, it will be hard, but even I know hard times only make us stronger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-2962484442587251314?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/2962484442587251314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=2962484442587251314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2962484442587251314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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express&lt;br /&gt;to explain the decision i made&lt;br /&gt;how do i stop crying&lt;br /&gt;when i talk to her that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the emotions run high&lt;br /&gt;and tears fall from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;fear and worry&lt;br /&gt;run through my veins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but none the less i told her&lt;br /&gt;and i don't regret it too&lt;br /&gt;because she deserved to know&lt;br /&gt;so she'd quit asking me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was one way to stop&lt;br /&gt;the most humane way&lt;br /&gt;to explain to her my story&lt;br /&gt;of how i took that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fear i had in saying&lt;br /&gt;and all the compliments she gave&lt;br /&gt;made me glad i told her&lt;br /&gt;and the choice that i made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choosing kids over worship&lt;br /&gt;was the hardest thing i've done&lt;br /&gt;but i'm glad that i made it&lt;br /&gt;for it was better in that long run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a couple of weeks now, Carol has asked me twice to come back to the worship team, so the first time, i sent her a facebook message, thinking she'd get, read it and reply, so yesterday i asked her why she hadn't been on facebook recently, she'd decided to change companies, understandable, optus is crap, so she'd never read my message, later that day, she was standing next to me in kids church, we were singing with the kids, when we sat down, she said i should join the worship team, i didn't answer, rude i know, but i didn't know how to answer that. I thought about it all afternoon, and asked Jo whether i should call her and explain, because she did deserve to know, so i did, no answer, checked the messages, called again, i got an answer, my heart was racing, i was wondering, what would i say, how would i explain it, so i told her of the choice i had to make, while craig was around, she understood, and was glad i chose kids over worship.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing how much the worship team has changed since i made that choice, i believe whole heartedly that i made the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Carol for inspiring this poem for me, you are a great friend and i hope one day you'll read it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-2599685868082699271?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/2599685868082699271/comments/default' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-4919573705018951489</id><published>2009-04-06T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:11:01.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday I Wake</title><content type='html'>In a movie I remember&lt;br /&gt;One thing sticks in my mind&lt;br /&gt;That life is an occasion&lt;br /&gt;Of which I should rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day is a miracle&lt;br /&gt;Each child is unique&lt;br /&gt;Each second should be special&lt;br /&gt;Though things may look bleak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hope we find each day&lt;br /&gt;As we wake each morning&lt;br /&gt;To thank God that I woke&lt;br /&gt;Even though I am yawning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each tear rolls down my cheek&lt;br /&gt;Each beat my heart makes&lt;br /&gt;I thank my God for each&lt;br /&gt;For everyday I wake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was in class, i've been sick all day with a cold, stayed off milk all day, perhaps tomorrow too, we'll see, but i could not concentrate, what-so-ever, all i seemed to do was take vital notes and draw and colour in the hand outs, so i decided, i should do something productive.&lt;br /&gt;I'd had this quote in mind for a couple of days now "Life is an occasion, rise to it" featured in Mr Magorium's Wonder Emporium, the movie, and so that quote, inspired this poem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-4919573705018951489?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/4919573705018951489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=4919573705018951489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/4919573705018951489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/4919573705018951489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/04/everyday-i-wake.html' title='Everyday I Wake'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-5748884531521529550</id><published>2009-03-14T18:02:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T18:03:09.720+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Saturday</title><content type='html'>as fire engulfs their homes&lt;br /&gt;and everything they held dear&lt;br /&gt;who do they turn to&lt;br /&gt;solely out of fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as hope slowly leaves their eyes&lt;br /&gt;their hearts become cold and dark&lt;br /&gt;who do they turn to&lt;br /&gt;to bring them back to light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as bodies are found dead in their tracks&lt;br /&gt;and things brought through the ashes&lt;br /&gt;who do they turn to&lt;br /&gt;doubting things will be ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as smoke begins to surround them&lt;br /&gt;and they begin to cry&lt;br /&gt;who do they turn to&lt;br /&gt;to help them through this challenge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as strangers stand by and listen&lt;br /&gt;to stories told by the survivors&lt;br /&gt;who do they turn to&lt;br /&gt;when they begin to hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as families are brought back together&lt;br /&gt;and friends hold one another&lt;br /&gt;who do they thank&lt;br /&gt;when there's tears of joy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as kids are found alive and kicking&lt;br /&gt;and parents hold them tightly so&lt;br /&gt;who do they thank&lt;br /&gt;for bringing hope to their eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is God in all of this?&lt;br /&gt;he's in the relief in parents eyes&lt;br /&gt;he's in the joy of the children&lt;br /&gt;and he's in the hearts of the firefighters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's in the laughter and tears&lt;br /&gt;he's in the comfort of many fears&lt;br /&gt;he's in the volunteers and donations&lt;br /&gt;and he's in the minds of the survivors&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-5748884531521529550?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/5748884531521529550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=5748884531521529550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/5748884531521529550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/5748884531521529550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/03/black-saturday.html' title='Black Saturday'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-8697307202850700956</id><published>2009-03-14T13:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T13:00:36.124+09:00</updated><title type='text'>To Find You</title><content type='html'>I look at people around me&lt;br /&gt;and see the light within their eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see the potential they may have&lt;br /&gt;if they could just see your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see the things they could do&lt;br /&gt;if they just realised they needed you&lt;br /&gt;to see the wonderous things&lt;br /&gt;that you so often bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for them to feel within their hearts&lt;br /&gt;that you're the reason this world did start&lt;br /&gt;to know that if they only found you&lt;br /&gt;they could do whatever with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to know that many may miss out&lt;br /&gt;on seeing the potential that they have&lt;br /&gt;flushes me with such sadness&lt;br /&gt;but knowing you can fix that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can show them what they can do&lt;br /&gt;if they only began to believe in you&lt;br /&gt;you can teach them so many lessons&lt;br /&gt;by giving challenges for them to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but with you by their side&lt;br /&gt;anything is possible&lt;br /&gt;with you by their side&lt;br /&gt;all their dreams can come true&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-8697307202850700956?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/8697307202850700956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=8697307202850700956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/8697307202850700956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/8697307202850700956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-find-you.html' title='To Find You'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-5569703795314125193</id><published>2009-03-14T00:20:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:26:47.126+09:00</updated><title type='text'>One You</title><content type='html'>You are heaven's Halley's comet&lt;br /&gt;you're unique in every way&lt;br /&gt;the way you smile, the way you laugh&lt;br /&gt;the way you celebrate each day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each day that you are living&lt;br /&gt;is a blessing to this earth&lt;br /&gt;to the people that surround you&lt;br /&gt;to the help that you provide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there will always be one you&lt;br /&gt;not three or four or two&lt;br /&gt;no five or six or seven&lt;br /&gt;not even up in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this world that we live in&lt;br /&gt;you bring something different&lt;br /&gt;for if you didn't bring it&lt;br /&gt;name one person who could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for there is just one you&lt;br /&gt;one person so unique&lt;br /&gt;no copy and no duplicate&lt;br /&gt;no twins, triplets, or quads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things you bring to the table&lt;br /&gt;can not be replaced&lt;br /&gt;no one can do your task&lt;br /&gt;no one can take your place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is just one you&lt;br /&gt;one you to live your life&lt;br /&gt;one you to do your task&lt;br /&gt;one you to touch a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one you to fit your shoes&lt;br /&gt;one you to walk your path&lt;br /&gt;one you to make your friends&lt;br /&gt;one you for people to ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i say one last thing&lt;br /&gt;your gifts and your achievements&lt;br /&gt;would never be the same&lt;br /&gt;if it weren't for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was inspired by my daily devotional, and yes i know it's late, but i just couldn't stop myself! i just couldn't, i had to write it, because so many people out there, me being one of them, feel unnoticed and unappreciated, and i had to say something, you should never feel that way, who is going to fill your shoes? who's going to take your place in this world? no one, sure someone else will be hired for your job, but no one is going to do it like you do, no one, whether you think that or not, take it from someone who goes unappreciated and feels unloved all the time, who goes unnoticed, who just does her job and thinks nobody notices her. I know from experience, so take it from me, you're not unnoticed, you're appreciated by someone, whether you realise it or not, when you go, you will be missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-5569703795314125193?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/5569703795314125193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=5569703795314125193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/5569703795314125193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/5569703795314125193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-you.html' title='One You'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-789241557078915038</id><published>2009-03-13T23:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:11:17.242+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship for Life</title><content type='html'>My cheeks hurt from smiling&lt;br /&gt;And laughing so hard&lt;br /&gt;No tears stain my cheeks&lt;br /&gt;No task feels too hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I feel this within&lt;br /&gt;With God right beside me&lt;br /&gt;I can do anything&lt;br /&gt;With my friends behind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That softening touch&lt;br /&gt;Of people around me&lt;br /&gt;Knowing God cares&lt;br /&gt;For he lives inside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving me friends&lt;br /&gt;Who make life worth it&lt;br /&gt;But giving challenges&lt;br /&gt;To make learning for life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning one thing&lt;br /&gt;Each day is needed&lt;br /&gt;To make each day different&lt;br /&gt;To feel you've succeeded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have experiences each day&lt;br /&gt;That lead you through life&lt;br /&gt;That show you the difference&lt;br /&gt;Between wrong and right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have friends surround you&lt;br /&gt;With smiles on their faces&lt;br /&gt;Knowing they'll stick by you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the mistake is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that God&lt;br /&gt;Who shows me much grace&lt;br /&gt;Will continue to love me&lt;br /&gt;With that smile on his face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To always be proud&lt;br /&gt;Of what I’ve achieved&lt;br /&gt;The lessons I’ve learned&lt;br /&gt;And the help I’ve received&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give me the friends&lt;br /&gt;That make my life bright&lt;br /&gt;But give me the hope&lt;br /&gt;That one day I’ll see the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To show me that life&lt;br /&gt;Is always worth living&lt;br /&gt;Through the challenges I face&lt;br /&gt;And the mistakes that I make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To show me that friends&lt;br /&gt;Will always be behind me&lt;br /&gt;To help me to learn&lt;br /&gt;Something new each day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lift me up when I need&lt;br /&gt;To keep my feet on the ground&lt;br /&gt;To show me the good things&lt;br /&gt;When life gets me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get me to smile&lt;br /&gt;When all I see is tears&lt;br /&gt;To give me that push&lt;br /&gt;That helps to rid my fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know that I’m here&lt;br /&gt;If they ever need to talk&lt;br /&gt;To help them through troubles&lt;br /&gt;Or just simply to help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To stick by their side&lt;br /&gt;Through the thick and the thin&lt;br /&gt;To be the friend that stays&lt;br /&gt;And doesn't desert them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be that stranger&lt;br /&gt;Who just smiles at you&lt;br /&gt;Or to just be that person&lt;br /&gt;Who you say hello to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help when you need it&lt;br /&gt;To find ways to get through&lt;br /&gt;To face each day together&lt;br /&gt;Through everything you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be that shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;That listening ear&lt;br /&gt;That helping hand&lt;br /&gt;That friend who's always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To face those challenges together&lt;br /&gt;Or apart can be hard&lt;br /&gt;But a task shared&lt;br /&gt;Is a task halved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be there when you need me&lt;br /&gt;To do whatever to help&lt;br /&gt;To laugh or to cry&lt;br /&gt;With no one asking why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I end saying this&lt;br /&gt;Don't take life for granted&lt;br /&gt;Each day is unique&lt;br /&gt;Each person is wanted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-789241557078915038?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/789241557078915038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=789241557078915038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/789241557078915038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/789241557078915038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/03/friendship-for-life.html' title='Friendship for Life'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-6879438150623725298</id><published>2009-03-12T21:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:26:06.763+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Unnoticeable Pain</title><content type='html'>I sit here in my chair&lt;br /&gt;with people all around me&lt;br /&gt;no one sees the tears i cry&lt;br /&gt;or the pain i hold inside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why don't they seem to see&lt;br /&gt;that words do make a difference&lt;br /&gt;that tiny words can hurt&lt;br /&gt;unnoticeable through my mask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i sit here in my chair&lt;br /&gt;with tears rolling down my face&lt;br /&gt;words running through my head&lt;br /&gt;words of hurt, not happiness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-6879438150623725298?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/6879438150623725298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=6879438150623725298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/6879438150623725298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/6879438150623725298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/03/unnoticeable-pain.html' title='Unnoticeable Pain'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-2279076640656230685</id><published>2009-03-10T21:09:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:23:38.365+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasonal Poem</title><content type='html'>May this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Christmas&lt;/span&gt; season&lt;br /&gt;Bring you closer to God and me&lt;br /&gt;May our friendship grow&lt;br /&gt;To more than either of us expected to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you grow much closer&lt;br /&gt;To God, the Lord above&lt;br /&gt;and may you see the vibrance&lt;br /&gt;of his everlasting love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you come to realise&lt;br /&gt;What life has in store for you&lt;br /&gt;And may you be an inspiration&lt;br /&gt;To all who get to know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the joy you spread&lt;br /&gt;Bring smiles to every face&lt;br /&gt;And may all people see&lt;br /&gt;The lengths of God's everlasting grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you simply realise&lt;br /&gt;How much God would do for you&lt;br /&gt;And may you come to know&lt;br /&gt;How precious and beautiful you are to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Christmas can be changed for other seasons, such as, Winter, Spring, Summer, Autumn, Easter, Birthday, etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-2279076640656230685?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/2279076640656230685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-1018592878164869092</id><published>2009-01-24T00:27:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:35:52.101+09:00</updated><title type='text'>One Moment</title><content type='html'>Tranquility and Serenity&lt;br /&gt;overwhelm me from within&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Harmony&lt;br /&gt;engulf me for a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me to feel this moment&lt;br /&gt;means i'm not alone&lt;br /&gt;it's like this perfect life&lt;br /&gt;it's like that heavenly moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for in that single moment&lt;br /&gt;it feels like angels are near&lt;br /&gt;either that or fairies&lt;br /&gt;invisible, but clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to feel for one still moment&lt;br /&gt;that things will be ok&lt;br /&gt;to hear the music around me&lt;br /&gt;to feel serenity within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to just be for one single moment&lt;br /&gt;with no ridicule or disrespect&lt;br /&gt;to be calm, but yet to be joyful&lt;br /&gt;to feel special, but yet, the same&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-1018592878164869092?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/1018592878164869092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=1018592878164869092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1018592878164869092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1018592878164869092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-moment.html' title='One Moment'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-8186052261215132017</id><published>2008-12-19T23:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:51:34.032+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams and Fantasies</title><content type='html'>i cry myself to sleep each night&lt;br /&gt;hoping this is a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;that when i wake, for my sake&lt;br /&gt;that life is so much different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i may have a father&lt;br /&gt;who accepts me so much more&lt;br /&gt;that i may have a life&lt;br /&gt;where i won't cry tears of hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that life is a blessing&lt;br /&gt;and everything is hand made&lt;br /&gt;sculptured into what&lt;br /&gt;i wish was good things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess that won't happen&lt;br /&gt;cause this is all too real&lt;br /&gt;that when i wake each morning&lt;br /&gt;all i can think is sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to cry myself to sleep each night&lt;br /&gt;to wish for something different&lt;br /&gt;to hope for a father who accepts me&lt;br /&gt;i guess my dreams are just fantasies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-8186052261215132017?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/8186052261215132017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-2105552825209671365</id><published>2008-10-31T21:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:41:00.791+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenges</title><content type='html'>challenges face us everyday&lt;br /&gt;every situation, every way&lt;br /&gt;we face them &amp;amp; push to get through&lt;br /&gt;as everyday we have to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they teach us to grow&lt;br /&gt;they help us to know&lt;br /&gt;they push us to finish&lt;br /&gt;what we first started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they shape us to be&lt;br /&gt;who we're called to be&lt;br /&gt;the challenges we face&lt;br /&gt;the beautiful grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guiding hand&lt;br /&gt;the confident stance&lt;br /&gt;the encouraging voice&lt;br /&gt;pushing us to make the choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to push through those challenges&lt;br /&gt;or to be coward and hide&lt;br /&gt;when first shaping us&lt;br /&gt;begins to change us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so push through those challenges&lt;br /&gt;God wouldn't give you what you can't face&lt;br /&gt;know that he guides you&lt;br /&gt;with his everylasting grace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-2105552825209671365?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/2105552825209671365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=2105552825209671365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2105552825209671365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2105552825209671365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2008/10/challenges.html' title='Challenges'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-781738340080285126</id><published>2008-10-31T21:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:40:37.467+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Destiny</title><content type='html'>life has it's troubles&lt;br /&gt;it's pain &amp;amp; it's loss&lt;br /&gt;but life has it's joy&lt;br /&gt;it's faith &amp;amp; it's cost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when life hands you lemons&lt;br /&gt;it says to make lemonade&lt;br /&gt;when life can be sour&lt;br /&gt;it can also be sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God told me one day&lt;br /&gt;that our destiny is destined&lt;br /&gt;we're born with a heart&lt;br /&gt;a soul &amp;amp; a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mentor, a spirit&lt;br /&gt;a shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;a future to look to&lt;br /&gt;a future to seek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so take your destiny&lt;br /&gt;grasp it &amp;amp; hold it&lt;br /&gt;for we don't choose it&lt;br /&gt;it is chosen for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the decisions we make&lt;br /&gt;the path that we take&lt;br /&gt;the pain &amp;amp; loss&lt;br /&gt;the tears on that cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;destiny is destined&lt;br /&gt;from beginning to end&lt;br /&gt;we must start to continue&lt;br /&gt;we must continue to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the destination is chosen&lt;br /&gt;the path is defined&lt;br /&gt;there's so many pathways&lt;br /&gt;each one uniquely designed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the end is chosen&lt;br /&gt;the path that we take&lt;br /&gt;we can't choose our destiny&lt;br /&gt;it is God's to make&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-781738340080285126?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/781738340080285126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=781738340080285126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/781738340080285126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/781738340080285126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2008/10/destiny.html' title='Destiny'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-368387822807560202</id><published>2008-09-29T15:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:33:02.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If God Were To Write You A Letter</title><content type='html'>If God were to write you a letter&lt;br /&gt;What do you think it would say?&lt;br /&gt;Would it say "Good &amp;amp; faithful servant&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you've chosen to obey"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about, "Could you do this better?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps put more thought into this?"&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, "Why did you do that?&lt;br /&gt;When I asked you to do this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God were to write you a letter&lt;br /&gt;What do you think it would say?&lt;br /&gt;I think it would say "I love you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you've chosen My way"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it would say "I care,&lt;br /&gt;You mean the world to me&lt;br /&gt;Why else would I have died&lt;br /&gt;On that cross at Calvary?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God were to write you a letter&lt;br /&gt;What do you think it would say?&lt;br /&gt;"I'm glad you are my child,&lt;br /&gt;Even though you disobey"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm glad you made the choice&lt;br /&gt;To come &amp;amp; follow me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you decided to become my disciple,&lt;br /&gt;For I love you now &amp;amp; for eternity"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-368387822807560202?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-4396878274759996218</id><published>2008-08-21T22:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:17:00.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God</title><content type='html'>you say to me "i love you"&lt;br /&gt;you say to me "i care"&lt;br /&gt;you stand by me every minute&lt;br /&gt;of every single day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hold me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;as i cry fountains of tears&lt;br /&gt;you wrap your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;and get rid of all my fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you comfort me when i'm upset&lt;br /&gt;you encourage when i dare&lt;br /&gt;you push me to my limits&lt;br /&gt;when i'm pulling out my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you tell me to reach higher&lt;br /&gt;that i'll get there someday&lt;br /&gt;that i'll be who he wants me to be&lt;br /&gt;can't say what, can't say where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you push me to try my hardest&lt;br /&gt;you push me to excel&lt;br /&gt;you say "the skies the limit"&lt;br /&gt;that there's no way i'll go to hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hold me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;as i drift off to sleep&lt;br /&gt;knowing i'll wake up soon after&lt;br /&gt;with him saying "you'll keep"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-4396878274759996218?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/4396878274759996218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=4396878274759996218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/4396878274759996218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/4396878274759996218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2008/08/god.html' title='God'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-3984850222912622364</id><published>2008-07-21T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:50:57.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey</title><content type='html'>poison runs down his throat&lt;br /&gt;as i sit shaking in my chair&lt;br /&gt;insults start hurling&lt;br /&gt;out into mid air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i begin to think&lt;br /&gt;how this guy could be my dad&lt;br /&gt;the kind, good natured guy&lt;br /&gt;who i once had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cry inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;as he yells &amp;amp; abuses me&lt;br /&gt;but tonight is nothing different&lt;br /&gt;to what i seem to always see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he thinks that i can take it&lt;br /&gt;but he hasn't seen me cry&lt;br /&gt;as i crawl into a ball&lt;br /&gt;sit in a corner &amp;amp; cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each word that is hurled at me&lt;br /&gt;strikes a knife through my heart&lt;br /&gt;this well mannered, decent guy&lt;br /&gt;who in my heart, i love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everyday i take it&lt;br /&gt;i get up everyday&lt;br /&gt;to face the world i live in&lt;br /&gt;in every shade of grey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-3984850222912622364?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/3984850222912622364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=3984850222912622364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/3984850222912622364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/3984850222912622364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2008/07/grey.html' title='Grey'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-1330850728362466803</id><published>2008-07-09T15:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T15:31:47.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diviness of Worship</title><content type='html'>The diviness of worship&lt;br /&gt;can only be felt&lt;br /&gt;it has to be given&lt;br /&gt;it cannot be dealt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to feel his divine touch&lt;br /&gt;when he touches your heart&lt;br /&gt;sends tingles through your body&lt;br /&gt;every single part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that doesn't say something&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what does&lt;br /&gt;for him to touch you&lt;br /&gt;means he loves every part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that overwhelming peace&lt;br /&gt;you feel when he's near&lt;br /&gt;doesn't that show that he's real&lt;br /&gt;to feel him that near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you sing out to him&lt;br /&gt;he treasures every word&lt;br /&gt;every sound that you make&lt;br /&gt;has to be heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for we're part of one body&lt;br /&gt;each person a different role&lt;br /&gt;you could be a nail&lt;br /&gt;you could be a toe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but every single part&lt;br /&gt;has a specific role&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; whenever one part sings&lt;br /&gt;he hears every word&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-1330850728362466803?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/1330850728362466803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=1330850728362466803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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heart&lt;br /&gt;Grace from the King&lt;br /&gt;Is what was earth’s start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He created this world&lt;br /&gt;And brought life to this earth&lt;br /&gt;For he wanted something&lt;br /&gt;Something to birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grew all the plants&lt;br /&gt;The love in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;The grace that he planted&lt;br /&gt;The faith that will last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cradled us as babies&lt;br /&gt;He made us, everyone&lt;br /&gt;He moulded what we’d be like&lt;br /&gt;Our futures &amp;amp; our pasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave us a guide&lt;br /&gt;And people to guide us&lt;br /&gt;Taking each step&lt;br /&gt;Will never be an easy task&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grew us &amp;amp; helped us&lt;br /&gt;With every single step&lt;br /&gt;Shaping the perfect diamonds&lt;br /&gt;In a variety of ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He challenges us &amp;amp; pushes us&lt;br /&gt;In every single way&lt;br /&gt;He tries to push our limits&lt;br /&gt;And often succeeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s the one we turn to&lt;br /&gt;When we are sad or upset&lt;br /&gt;He’s the one who helps us&lt;br /&gt;With every single step&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-7819112220577659515?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/7819112220577659515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=7819112220577659515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/7819112220577659515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/7819112220577659515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2008/06/growing.html' title='Growing'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-4887113395935483474</id><published>2008-05-25T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T16:48:17.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blessing In Disguise</title><content type='html'>Peace sets in around me&lt;br /&gt;Joy &amp;amp; love surround&lt;br /&gt;Harmony &amp;amp; grace engulf me&lt;br /&gt;As happiness overwhelms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blessing in disguise&lt;br /&gt;Makes me cry &amp;amp; weep&lt;br /&gt;But this blessing in disguise&lt;br /&gt;Helps me to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that one tragic moment&lt;br /&gt;That start of that tragic night&lt;br /&gt;The night of all those emails&lt;br /&gt;Judgmental &amp;amp; full of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week what felt like an eternity&lt;br /&gt;A day that felt like a year&lt;br /&gt;A moment where all i felt&lt;br /&gt;Was pure &amp;amp; honest . . . fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would i do without him&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see without&lt;br /&gt;That moment of fear&lt;br /&gt;Also brought doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i look back &amp;amp; see&lt;br /&gt;A blessing in disguise&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by sadness &amp;amp; regret&lt;br /&gt;Where all i said was 'what did i do wrong?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now i look back &amp;amp; see&lt;br /&gt;A blessing in disguise&lt;br /&gt;For i answer my own question&lt;br /&gt;It is his fault, not mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that one single moment&lt;br /&gt;The shedding of many tears&lt;br /&gt;That one single moment&lt;br /&gt;When all i felt was fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was his decision&lt;br /&gt;To take that fatal act&lt;br /&gt;To destroy my self-esteem&lt;br /&gt;To lie to me like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hurtful words he said to me&lt;br /&gt;All the pain it brought&lt;br /&gt;But now all i see&lt;br /&gt;Is a blessing in disguise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-4887113395935483474?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/4887113395935483474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=4887113395935483474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/4887113395935483474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;But death is like Christ's resurrection&lt;br /&gt;He will rise again&lt;br /&gt;Except not down here, on this earth&lt;br /&gt;But up there, with God, in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We blame the one who saved us&lt;br /&gt;When he has saved us all&lt;br /&gt;For if it wasn't for Christs passing&lt;br /&gt;We would all be lost in hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God wouldn't let that happen&lt;br /&gt;No matter all the wrong we do&lt;br /&gt;For we too will be resurrected&lt;br /&gt;For our destination is heaven too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-6981660408213330906?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/6981660408213330906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-2040146811429634132</id><published>2008-02-17T13:34:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T13:47:21.065+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Joanne</title><content type='html'>Best Friend, mentor, sister&lt;br /&gt;three names that describe her&lt;br /&gt;love, compassion, honesty&lt;br /&gt;three words that describe her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say to me, i love you&lt;br /&gt;at first i never believed it&lt;br /&gt;you say to me, i care about you&lt;br /&gt;at first i never saw it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you call me your best friend&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now i say, i believe it&lt;br /&gt;you call me your sister&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now i say, you're mine too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are such an inspiration&lt;br /&gt;someone i look upto&lt;br /&gt;my best friend &amp;amp; my sister&lt;br /&gt;through everything i've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lied to you &amp;amp; you forgave me&lt;br /&gt;no second thought about it&lt;br /&gt;i've hurt others, including you&lt;br /&gt;but you're still there for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your image is that of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;even though you are not him&lt;br /&gt;if a mirror only showed your spirit&lt;br /&gt;i believe you would be twins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're my best friend &amp;amp; my mentor&lt;br /&gt;the person i look upto most&lt;br /&gt;you're my sister, whom i cherish&lt;br /&gt;like no one else on earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you care &amp;amp; love me dearly&lt;br /&gt;you say you always have time for me&lt;br /&gt;you mean the world to me&lt;br /&gt;one hundred times over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've been there&lt;br /&gt;through thick &amp;amp; thin&lt;br /&gt;blood &amp;amp; water&lt;br /&gt;through everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for everything&lt;br /&gt;all you've helped me with&lt;br /&gt;to you i say, i love you&lt;br /&gt;my mentor, my best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as by the title i presume you know who it's about, Jo, you mean so much to me, everything you've helped me with, will remain in my heart for a lifetime, maybe longer, thanks jo, you truly are a woman of God &amp;amp; an inspiration&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-2040146811429634132?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/2040146811429634132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=2040146811429634132' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2040146811429634132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2040146811429634132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2008/02/joanne.html' title='Joanne'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-7481950772789092389</id><published>2007-12-02T16:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T16:29:53.070+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Poem</title><content type='html'>As Christmas comes&lt;br /&gt;And Christmas goes&lt;br /&gt;With all the presents&lt;br /&gt;Gifts and snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time with family&lt;br /&gt;Friends and pets&lt;br /&gt;Time at church&lt;br /&gt;Holidays &amp;amp; houses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know?&lt;br /&gt;When it all began?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know?&lt;br /&gt;The reason that he came?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For to earth he came&lt;br /&gt;A saviour and a friend&lt;br /&gt;A brand new baby born&lt;br /&gt;In a barn in Bethlehem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born to mother Mary&lt;br /&gt;As the Son of God&lt;br /&gt;For once they travelled from Nazareth&lt;br /&gt;For behold a baby born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a shed three wise men came&lt;br /&gt;To a baby born that day&lt;br /&gt;Bearing frankincense, myrrh and gold&lt;br /&gt;In mother’s arms the baby held&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To many it seems like nothing&lt;br /&gt;December 25th&lt;br /&gt;But to some it stands for something&lt;br /&gt;Behind all the gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God was sent to earth&lt;br /&gt;Not just to be here&lt;br /&gt;But to help us in our lives&lt;br /&gt;Though many do deceive him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came to earth as a baby&lt;br /&gt;Yes all the dirty nappies&lt;br /&gt;All the pain it caused&lt;br /&gt;Just to have that baby boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the one thought in his mind&lt;br /&gt;Before the time had come&lt;br /&gt;Wasn’t why he was doing this&lt;br /&gt;Wasn’t why should he bother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think along the lines&lt;br /&gt;It was that he’s coming to save us all&lt;br /&gt;That love, forgiveness &amp;amp; help&lt;br /&gt;Was the reason he chose to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A human with no sin&lt;br /&gt;No hurt &amp;amp; no betrayal&lt;br /&gt;A human pure as can be&lt;br /&gt;Born in Bethlehem that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the joy&lt;br /&gt;That was on Mary’s face&lt;br /&gt;When she held that baby boy&lt;br /&gt;On that one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the anticipation&lt;br /&gt;And excitement from within&lt;br /&gt;To bear God’s own son&lt;br /&gt;To hold him in her arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say, what’s this&lt;br /&gt;What’s this to do with Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;Well it’s the reason it all began&lt;br /&gt;What’s the reason that he did this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, Christmas isn’t Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t just for presents&lt;br /&gt;It’s to celebrate the birth of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;On December 25th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t for the lollies&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t even for family&lt;br /&gt;It’s for God’s own Son&lt;br /&gt;For God himself is Christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-7481950772789092389?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/7481950772789092389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=7481950772789092389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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hurt&lt;br /&gt;they hurt more than anything&lt;br /&gt;but when we say one hurtful thing&lt;br /&gt;you think nothing of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tears that run down my cheek&lt;br /&gt;the fear that strikes through my heart&lt;br /&gt;the pain that cries out of me&lt;br /&gt;when i'm feeling all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come when i do something&lt;br /&gt;all eyes look at me&lt;br /&gt;but if anyone else was to do it&lt;br /&gt;they wouldnt say a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tears that weep from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;the fear that runs through my veins&lt;br /&gt;the pain that cries out of me&lt;br /&gt;when i'm feeling all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come just one word&lt;br /&gt;one tiny little phrase&lt;br /&gt;can bring your world crashing down&lt;br /&gt;in a terrible array&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tears that streak my face&lt;br /&gt;the fear of what is to come&lt;br /&gt;the pain that cries out of me&lt;br /&gt;when i'm feeling all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come things are said&lt;br /&gt;yet they are never meant&lt;br /&gt;so now, i say, i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;for the hurtful things i've said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tears the stain my pillow&lt;br /&gt;the fear of the unknown&lt;br /&gt;the pain that cries out of me&lt;br /&gt;when i'm feeling all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please, i say, forgive me&lt;br /&gt;for i didn't mean what i said&lt;br /&gt;so please, just please, forgive me&lt;br /&gt;as i am filled with so much upset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tears that run down my cheek&lt;br /&gt;the fear that strikes through my heart&lt;br /&gt;the pain that cries out of me&lt;br /&gt;now i feel, again, alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-2885619879593267727?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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comfort&lt;br /&gt;from the person who is dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of all remember this&lt;br /&gt;the person's a part of you&lt;br /&gt;you found &amp;amp; you knew&lt;br /&gt;and that's all that matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact that you knew&lt;br /&gt;the one who is now gone&lt;br /&gt;but remember it's not impossible&lt;br /&gt;to now live on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs to those who knew&lt;br /&gt;the person who's now gone&lt;br /&gt;for you now have memories&lt;br /&gt;more than many know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take comfort that you knew&lt;br /&gt;the person who is gone&lt;br /&gt;instead of not knowing&lt;br /&gt;that person at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but just this one last thought&lt;br /&gt;take comfort in God above&lt;br /&gt;for he's the source of comfort&lt;br /&gt;to those who are not gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just take joy in your heart&lt;br /&gt;from the memories that you hold&lt;br /&gt;talk to God above&lt;br /&gt;instead of being bold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for he's the one who made&lt;br /&gt;every single one&lt;br /&gt;he's the one to turn to&lt;br /&gt;now that the person is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In devotion to my friends husband, you may never read this, even though i wish you do, but please, never forget that God will never leave you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-4870691553711240956?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/4870691553711240956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=4870691553711240956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/4870691553711240956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/4870691553711240956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2007/10/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-5095432024866170392</id><published>2007-10-23T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T21:41:16.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam</title><content type='html'>the pain too much to bear&lt;br /&gt;yet why am i so scared&lt;br /&gt;i'm split from whole to half&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to be apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as tears stain my pillow&lt;br /&gt;and spill down my cheeks&lt;br /&gt;i remember the memories&lt;br /&gt;of what was once you &amp;amp; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hurt me can't you see that&lt;br /&gt;you say you need time alone&lt;br /&gt;well its my turn you see&lt;br /&gt;can't you just leave me alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were my first&lt;br /&gt;expect some rejection&lt;br /&gt;because you said to me&lt;br /&gt;we were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was that all just lies?&lt;br /&gt;you said that you loved me&lt;br /&gt;you said that you would never hurt me&lt;br /&gt;well today you lied to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause you hurt me so much&lt;br /&gt;doing what you did&lt;br /&gt;you hurt my heart, my soul&lt;br /&gt;for that takes more than others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more forgiveness, more patience&lt;br /&gt;more thought &amp;amp; time&lt;br /&gt;so just leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;you're no longer mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to swear at you&lt;br /&gt;but know that i must not&lt;br /&gt;because i don't want to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;not with all those words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved you cant you see that?&lt;br /&gt;i thought you loved me back&lt;br /&gt;now i'm questioning that&lt;br /&gt;whether anything you said was true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in return, i wont say anything&lt;br /&gt;silence is a killer&lt;br /&gt;not for a while anyway&lt;br /&gt;not to you or anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you see the hurt&lt;br /&gt;that you caused me on this day&lt;br /&gt;for i refuse to talk&lt;br /&gt;especially to you, anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-5095432024866170392?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/5095432024866170392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=5095432024866170392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/5095432024866170392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/5095432024866170392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2007/10/sam.html' title='Sam'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-5120015774166413971</id><published>2007-10-06T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T00:23:40.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Key To My Heart</title><content type='html'>The key to my heart&lt;br /&gt;belongs to you&lt;br /&gt;the door to my heart&lt;br /&gt;opens to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passions i have&lt;br /&gt;of which you gave me&lt;br /&gt;The reason you died&lt;br /&gt;was just to save me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The throne in my heart&lt;br /&gt;where i used to sit&lt;br /&gt;Has now been accustomed&lt;br /&gt;for there you sit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crown that is given&lt;br /&gt;to every one of us&lt;br /&gt;Is given by you&lt;br /&gt;For you i trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiss on my cheek&lt;br /&gt;that is given by you&lt;br /&gt;brings tears to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;of joy, not sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you talk&lt;br /&gt;is glorious &amp;amp; powerful&lt;br /&gt;yet calm &amp;amp; helpful&lt;br /&gt;when we need it most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you are willing&lt;br /&gt;to sit &amp;amp; listen&lt;br /&gt;to listen to me&lt;br /&gt;To shed a tear or many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you saved me&lt;br /&gt;not selfish or spoilt&lt;br /&gt;you alone are Saviour&lt;br /&gt;King, almighty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you first touched me&lt;br /&gt;that one night &amp;amp; many more&lt;br /&gt;The way you helped me&lt;br /&gt;For that's who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key to my heart&lt;br /&gt;belongs to you alone&lt;br /&gt;for you i trust&lt;br /&gt;i trust you as home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your warmth around me&lt;br /&gt;From you, you alone&lt;br /&gt;is you &amp;amp; i know it&lt;br /&gt;For you alone are home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, my God&lt;br /&gt;Glorious, all powerful&lt;br /&gt;yet gentle &amp;amp; kind&lt;br /&gt;The key to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Story:&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting, with my new choir cd playing, with a milo, with marshmellows, &amp;amp; 2 tim tams, and God gave me a title, the first line "The Key To My Heart" i finished cutting up my new 3D flower stickers &amp;amp; jumped on my computer &amp;amp; typed it, straight into notepad, i was at peace, relaxed, just listening, sipping at my milo, like the candle time i've been having, but without the candle, just, sitting, in God's presence, listening, calm, happy, that's all i was doing.&lt;br /&gt;The poem itself, just came, when i typed that first line, i couldn't stop, it basically describes Jesus, who he is, what he does, not everything he does, or everything he is, but some things that stand out to me, along with king and saviour, who he is to me, in a nut shell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-2166998764196808531</id><published>2007-09-19T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T23:53:11.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worthy</title><content type='html'>if giving up is giving in&lt;br /&gt;then i won't do it&lt;br /&gt;if giving in is giving him&lt;br /&gt;the victory, i won't do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if what you say on this day&lt;br /&gt;is just lies &amp;amp; deceit&lt;br /&gt;if what you say this very day&lt;br /&gt;in giving him the glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not listen to what you say&lt;br /&gt;because he doesn't deserve the praise&lt;br /&gt;he deserves nothing more&lt;br /&gt;than the lies &amp;amp; the backs turned away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you just see what i see&lt;br /&gt;in Jesus Christ our lord&lt;br /&gt;truth &amp;amp; honesty, glory &amp;amp; praise&lt;br /&gt;then who's to say who is worthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worthy of what may i ask&lt;br /&gt;worthy of sin &amp;amp; deceit&lt;br /&gt;that is all satan is worthy of&lt;br /&gt;not the praise people give him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you could just see the pain he has caused&lt;br /&gt;the tears in gods eyes as people turn from the lord&lt;br /&gt;if you could just see the joy in our lives&lt;br /&gt;caused by the guy who lives in the skies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we could see what heaven has for us&lt;br /&gt;the gold in the paths, the joy in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;if we could just see the pain in satans eyes&lt;br /&gt;that is one thing that he can disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for satan isn't worth the trouble&lt;br /&gt;he isn't worth the pain&lt;br /&gt;he isn't worth the suffering&lt;br /&gt;of every type of rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for god is worth every minute&lt;br /&gt;of every single day&lt;br /&gt;he's worth so much more&lt;br /&gt;more than life can say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's worth the joy &amp;amp; satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;that happiness brings his way&lt;br /&gt;for he alone is worthy&lt;br /&gt;on this very day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-2166998764196808531?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/2166998764196808531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=2166998764196808531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/2166998764196808531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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than the joy&lt;br /&gt;That's felt from satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;Higher than the shine&lt;br /&gt;That's brought from pregnancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's higher than the sun&lt;br /&gt;The moon and the stars&lt;br /&gt;Higher than the smile&lt;br /&gt;That's brought from ones we love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's higher than the joy&lt;br /&gt;From that very first commitment&lt;br /&gt;Higher than singing&lt;br /&gt;Praises unto thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can experience&lt;br /&gt;The joy of heavens high&lt;br /&gt;Cept for those in heaven&lt;br /&gt;That is way above the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To experience heavens high&lt;br /&gt;To meet him in person&lt;br /&gt;To stay with him, never die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that is what it is&lt;br /&gt;To experience heavens high&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like drugs or alcohol&lt;br /&gt;It's higher than the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For heavens high is higher&lt;br /&gt;Than anything we can see&lt;br /&gt;Anything we can feel&lt;br /&gt;Not even you &amp;amp; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For heavens high is different&lt;br /&gt;It's what we seem to dream of&lt;br /&gt;Forever in his arms&lt;br /&gt;Serving the one called Jesus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-5157108325215701200?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/5157108325215701200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=5157108325215701200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/5157108325215701200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/5157108325215701200'/><link 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it&lt;br /&gt;to express, but never mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come each night&lt;br /&gt;i cry &amp; fight&lt;br /&gt;scream &amp;amp; hurt&lt;br /&gt;why every night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try so hard&lt;br /&gt;to paste a smile&lt;br /&gt;sure never meaning it&lt;br /&gt;but so people see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've longed to write a poem like this&lt;br /&gt;for longer than most people see&lt;br /&gt;for feelings just dwell &amp;amp; muster inside&lt;br /&gt;till one day you express what you really feel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-4138430455159209827?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/4138430455159209827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-8918571610376065714</id><published>2007-07-20T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T13:24:25.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See</title><content type='html'>I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I seem cry&lt;br /&gt;And look to you&lt;br /&gt;And just ask why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't see&lt;br /&gt;What you see in me&lt;br /&gt;My past &amp; my future&lt;br /&gt;The me, people don't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask you now&lt;br /&gt;Why and how&lt;br /&gt;Why you bother&lt;br /&gt;And how you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My future is bright&lt;br /&gt;You always say&lt;br /&gt;My past is a wreck&lt;br /&gt;More than you may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always say&lt;br /&gt;When I cry &amp;amp; scream&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong my girl&lt;br /&gt;What don't you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer to that&lt;br /&gt;Is I am not you&lt;br /&gt;I don't see my potential&lt;br /&gt;Like many seem to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what makes me&lt;br /&gt;Worth so much to you&lt;br /&gt;I don't see what you see&lt;br /&gt;The smiles I wish to show you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see my potential&lt;br /&gt;But I know that it exists&lt;br /&gt;But I do see why you died&lt;br /&gt;Just to set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do see my past&lt;br /&gt;And what happened to me then&lt;br /&gt;I do see you&lt;br /&gt;In almost everything I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do see the smiles&lt;br /&gt;You give me everyday&lt;br /&gt;I do feel the hugs&lt;br /&gt;That warm me on this day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I say to you now&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my Dad&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for bothering&lt;br /&gt;And seeing the potential I have&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-8918571610376065714?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/8918571610376065714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=8918571610376065714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/8918571610376065714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/8918571610376065714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2007/07/see.html' title='See'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-1558244124532980972</id><published>2007-07-04T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T12:44:11.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Morayo</title><content type='html'>Don't be discouraged&lt;br /&gt;By what you feel&lt;br /&gt;Who you see&lt;br /&gt;And what seems real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be joyful&lt;br /&gt;With what you know&lt;br /&gt;Who you live for&lt;br /&gt;And what he knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I say to you now&lt;br /&gt;He cares for you&lt;br /&gt;He loves you&lt;br /&gt;He listens to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be motivated in&lt;br /&gt;What is to come&lt;br /&gt;The joy &amp; the smiles&lt;br /&gt;When everything's done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be what God&lt;br /&gt;Wants you to be&lt;br /&gt;Don't care what they think&lt;br /&gt;Don't care what you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause all that matters&lt;br /&gt;Is what you are&lt;br /&gt;Who you are&lt;br /&gt;And you believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem dark&lt;br /&gt;The deeper you get&lt;br /&gt;The more you try&lt;br /&gt;The more you forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I tell you this now&lt;br /&gt;Turn back now&lt;br /&gt;Cause he will show you&lt;br /&gt;The light &amp;amp; his trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has faith in you&lt;br /&gt;Whether you like it or not&lt;br /&gt;He believes you can&lt;br /&gt;Forget all the rot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faith you have&lt;br /&gt;Will never be&lt;br /&gt;A waste of time&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's part of thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faith you have&lt;br /&gt;Belongs to him&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's what he gave you&lt;br /&gt;To connect you to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trust &amp; the joy&lt;br /&gt;That fills his eyes&lt;br /&gt;When he looks at you&lt;br /&gt;With love in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cares for you&lt;br /&gt;Whether you like it or not&lt;br /&gt;It may seem he's not there&lt;br /&gt;But he hasn't forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone once said&lt;br /&gt;It's not about me&lt;br /&gt;It's about who is lord&lt;br /&gt;And who is king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you focus on him&lt;br /&gt;No matter what they say&lt;br /&gt;You'll know it's not about you&lt;br /&gt;And that you'll be with him one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morayo, i know it seems hard now, but you will get through, you're faith is amazing, that's what i love about you, your kind nature, you understand when i'm in a bad mood &amp;amp; always offer to listen, that i love, never lose what you have, don't care what others say, you have god ray, you have him &amp; he is never letting go of you, your faith isn't a waste of time, i thought that once too &amp;amp; look where i am now, never think that, cause satans trying to get at you, you are a threat morayo, satan thinks, if he gets you down early, he will win you over, don't let him ray, don't let him even try, cause he's not worth the trouble, the faith &amp; the trust you have is amazing &amp;amp; you deserve it, you earnt it girl, you are amazing, whether you like it or not, you are, smile &amp; never lose faith in the treasures God, our Lord, has for you &amp;amp; what your life will bring&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-1558244124532980972?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/1558244124532980972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=1558244124532980972' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1558244124532980972'/><link 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stare into light&lt;br /&gt;and all that i see&lt;br /&gt;is you holding me&lt;br /&gt;and sharing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look into you&lt;br /&gt;and all that i see&lt;br /&gt;is love, kindness&lt;br /&gt;and grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all i wish&lt;br /&gt;for you to do&lt;br /&gt;is forever&lt;br /&gt;embrace me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i know people like it when i explain my poems, so i will, with this one anyway, well, here's the story, my mum swore at me, then i went out the front &amp; literally fell into my dads arms &amp;amp; told him, then he left to go over a friends place, &amp; so i went into my room, didn't turn the light on, turned the TV on &amp;amp; that was the only light, even though i wasn't staring at it, i was looking into the darkness behind my bed, thats what inspired me, the darkness &amp; the picture i always seem to get when i'm upset, where i'm in a dark place, just me &amp;amp; what i believe Christ looks like, &amp; i'm crying on his shoulder, &amp;amp; he's hugging me, telling me it's ok, thats what inspired this poem, that's what made me write this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-1425366790294846364?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/1425366790294846364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=1425366790294846364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1425366790294846364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1425366790294846364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2007/06/darkness.html' title='Darkness'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-3882062885442739859</id><published>2007-06-23T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T16:45:42.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Go</title><content type='html'>i get these dreams&lt;br /&gt;every night&lt;br /&gt;i know where they come from&lt;br /&gt;while he's out of sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satan sends me these&lt;br /&gt;every single night&lt;br /&gt;they may still scare me&lt;br /&gt;but he's out of sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he thinks he can control&lt;br /&gt;but i say this to you now&lt;br /&gt;he has no control over me&lt;br /&gt;not here, not ever, not now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i say this to you, satan&lt;br /&gt;get your claws off of me&lt;br /&gt;you won't rid this world of me&lt;br /&gt;not that easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say this to you, satan&lt;br /&gt;Christ has set me free&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you put against me&lt;br /&gt;i say this, let go of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't deserve to have me&lt;br /&gt;nor will you ever&lt;br /&gt;you're not worth the trouble&lt;br /&gt;on which you do endeavor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you put effort in your plans&lt;br /&gt;but they always back fire&lt;br /&gt;i know who you are&lt;br /&gt;and why you do endeavor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think it is easy&lt;br /&gt;to get control of me&lt;br /&gt;but with Christ by my side&lt;br /&gt;your plans, will never succeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i say this to you, satan&lt;br /&gt;back off away from me&lt;br /&gt;you are not worth the trouble&lt;br /&gt;so let go of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will never have me&lt;br /&gt;you're a creep full of pain&lt;br /&gt;you're cruel &amp; mean &amp;amp; nasty&lt;br /&gt;you think you can reign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i say this to you, satan&lt;br /&gt;god rules this earth&lt;br /&gt;whether you like it or not&lt;br /&gt;is not my concern at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i don't see why you bother&lt;br /&gt;to try &amp;amp; conquer this earth&lt;br /&gt;cause the battle is already won&lt;br /&gt;not by you, but someone who's earnt it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-3882062885442739859?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/3882062885442739859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=3882062885442739859' title='0 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dream&lt;br /&gt;Every night&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to scream&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that it may&lt;br /&gt;One day be true&lt;br /&gt;To be shot in the face&lt;br /&gt;Till I turn blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To die that second&lt;br /&gt;With the shock on his face&lt;br /&gt;To be dead&lt;br /&gt;To not see the disgrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have this&lt;br /&gt;Single dream&lt;br /&gt;Every night&lt;br /&gt;Till I scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up&lt;br /&gt;Every morning&lt;br /&gt;When I gasp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last dream&lt;br /&gt;May have come true&lt;br /&gt;But this one I hope&lt;br /&gt;Stays a dream to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want it to happen&lt;br /&gt;And neither do you&lt;br /&gt;For you to read this&lt;br /&gt;And know that this dream can't be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up every morning&lt;br /&gt;With this dream in my head&lt;br /&gt;Haunting me everyday&lt;br /&gt;Probably till the day I am dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I say this to God&lt;br /&gt;King of all Kings&lt;br /&gt;Don't let this happen&lt;br /&gt;Please, not to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-3718752458415731851?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/3718752458415731851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=3718752458415731851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/3718752458415731851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/3718752458415731851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2007/06/dream.html' title='A Dream'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-1410812966081971865</id><published>2007-06-08T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T22:42:43.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend</title><content type='html'>I tell you this now&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know you will ask&lt;br /&gt;At to how&lt;br /&gt;I seem to last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the things that happen&lt;br /&gt;And all the things that hurt&lt;br /&gt;With all the mistakes&lt;br /&gt;And all the lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I lied&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I didn't tell&lt;br /&gt;The truth from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have upset you&lt;br /&gt;But I say this to you now&lt;br /&gt;You are my best friend&lt;br /&gt;And that I value, here &amp; now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you wish to see me&lt;br /&gt;I know that you trust&lt;br /&gt;I see that you are special&lt;br /&gt;And that in this I must&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to you, I will&lt;br /&gt;Forever love you&lt;br /&gt;The bar could never hold&lt;br /&gt;What I feel towards you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I say thank you&lt;br /&gt;You forgave when I did&lt;br /&gt;I did do wrong by you&lt;br /&gt;I know that I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say to you, thank you&lt;br /&gt;Thank you from the start&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for helping me&lt;br /&gt;And showing the ways of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many do tell me&lt;br /&gt;That there are mistakes in life&lt;br /&gt;But I say to you now&lt;br /&gt;You're not one of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mean the world to me&lt;br /&gt;I value you more than most&lt;br /&gt;So now I say thank you&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much, my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is to you hayley, you mean the world to me &amp;amp; i'm so sorry that i hurt you, i'm so sorry, but i thank you for forgiving me, cause i value it, i love you so much hayley, believe me i do, i love you like more than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that much, serious, i do, thank you hayley, thanks so much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-1410812966081971865?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/1410812966081971865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=1410812966081971865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1410812966081971865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/1410812966081971865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-best-friend.html' title='My Best Friend'/><author><name>mandy4889</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841545517593885098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-6223274392884622891</id><published>2007-05-11T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T22:45:10.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>i try to smile everyday&lt;br /&gt;but it seems impossible in every way&lt;br /&gt;the pain, the hurt, the disgrace&lt;br /&gt;where you can't see to his grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pain that slowly swells inside&lt;br /&gt;the emotional that always hides&lt;br /&gt;the physical that's easy to see&lt;br /&gt;the mental, the remains to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may hard, but you must cope&lt;br /&gt;it's not the end of your rope&lt;br /&gt;the pain, the hurt, the disgrace&lt;br /&gt;you have to seek, to find his grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don't forget, what you can't see&lt;br /&gt;the emotional that remains far from sight&lt;br /&gt;the physical that's not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;and the mental, that one day might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might just disappear&lt;br /&gt;from all that can't hear&lt;br /&gt;the scream that comes from our heart&lt;br /&gt;the God, that remains close, not far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i say this to you now&lt;br /&gt;God screams when we're in pain&lt;br /&gt;he's quiet through our pleasures&lt;br /&gt;yet he catches the tears that fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he always says to me&lt;br /&gt;when i cry &amp; want to scream&lt;br /&gt;don't cry my girl&lt;br /&gt;my lack of jars you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he captures every tear&lt;br /&gt;and treasures it, holds it near&lt;br /&gt;he listens to you breathe&lt;br /&gt;and forever is able to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your breathe &amp;amp; your life&lt;br /&gt;the joy that's captured inside&lt;br /&gt;he sees the lies &amp; deceit&lt;br /&gt;that many may not see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he smiles when you laugh&lt;br /&gt;he cries when your in pain&lt;br /&gt;he makes himself known&lt;br /&gt;through every type of rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he cares if you're alright&lt;br /&gt;he longs to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;he wants to hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;he's screaming out to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i ask you, listen&lt;br /&gt;listen &amp;amp; you shall hear&lt;br /&gt;his scream &amp;amp; his tears&lt;br /&gt;when you can't see that he's near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ask you now, listen&lt;br /&gt;he's screaming out to you&lt;br /&gt;he wants to hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;he's standing next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether you choose to see him&lt;br /&gt;is totally up to you&lt;br /&gt;whether you choose to listen&lt;br /&gt;is the decision you can choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wants to hold you close&lt;br /&gt;yet you seem to be resisting&lt;br /&gt;he's there calling out to you&lt;br /&gt;and he's there when you can't see him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to simon, you inspired this, don't ask me why this seems to happen, maybe, it's just your messages actually touch something in me, trust me on this, i don't force myself to write these, i have to have the urge to write, to be able to, how often that happens, i don't know, but i know this, your messages inspire my poems, well some of them, so thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-6223274392884622891?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-5797776793976962556</id><published>2007-05-05T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T17:10:20.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Fateful Day</title><content type='html'>to look back and see&lt;br /&gt;what god has done for me&lt;br /&gt;to see him on that cross&lt;br /&gt;and just seem to think of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to die for everyone&lt;br /&gt;just so they could live&lt;br /&gt;to be able to talk&lt;br /&gt;and share out many gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this fateful day&lt;br /&gt;that he thought for everyone&lt;br /&gt;he put all our sin&lt;br /&gt;in one single glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he drank it &amp;amp; placed it&lt;br /&gt;all our sin upon him&lt;br /&gt;that thick black fluid&lt;br /&gt;now dwelled within him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said to his father&lt;br /&gt;"forgive them my father&lt;br /&gt;for the people of this world&lt;br /&gt;know not what they do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that fateful day&lt;br /&gt;he died for everyone of us&lt;br /&gt;the scars on his hands&lt;br /&gt;the life drained from him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he did that just for us&lt;br /&gt;to show how much he loved&lt;br /&gt;every single one of us&lt;br /&gt;to help and to cherish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on that fateful day&lt;br /&gt;he died on that cross&lt;br /&gt;to save our souls&lt;br /&gt;and to show us his love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i leave you all with a thought&lt;br /&gt;and question for you&lt;br /&gt;do you remember&lt;br /&gt;that one fateful day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-5797776793976962556?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SDtb0FaM-gE/SzHN_DNf7zI/AAAAAAAAADI/VnQrvqUfuco/S220/yourownavatar.com+3080+manda4889++++.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34905068.post-8243562436402562988</id><published>2007-05-05T13:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T13:34:55.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No More</title><content type='html'>People do hurt&lt;br /&gt;I know that for sure&lt;br /&gt;Physical doesn't last&lt;br /&gt;But emotional, no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I mean by that&lt;br /&gt;Is I struggle each day&lt;br /&gt;The pain that's inside&lt;br /&gt;As I follow his way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared to admit this&lt;br /&gt;But I know this for sure&lt;br /&gt;The pain &amp; the hurt&lt;br /&gt;That hides behind closed doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it does hurt&lt;br /&gt;The insults &amp;amp; the pain&lt;br /&gt;Things that have happened&lt;br /&gt;The shower of rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People do say&lt;br /&gt;About sticks &amp; stones&lt;br /&gt;But I say this now&lt;br /&gt;Please, no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me cry&lt;br /&gt;Each day &amp;amp; each night&lt;br /&gt;To hurt &amp; to scream&lt;br /&gt;I look to my king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comfort that's there&lt;br /&gt;The look in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;As he looks at me&lt;br /&gt;And he slowly cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proud father&lt;br /&gt;The hurt and the pain&lt;br /&gt;Just seems to vanish&lt;br /&gt;Like a rainbow after rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile that spreads&lt;br /&gt;Across his face&lt;br /&gt;The look in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;And all of his grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was meant to write this&lt;br /&gt;To say to you all&lt;br /&gt;Sticks &amp;amp; stones&lt;br /&gt;Shall hurt only small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the emotional pain&lt;br /&gt;The pain behind doors&lt;br /&gt;That nobody sees&lt;br /&gt;God sees it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you like it or not&lt;br /&gt;He will help you through&lt;br /&gt;There's a light at the end&lt;br /&gt;For me &amp;amp; for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I leave you with this&lt;br /&gt;It will hurt if you let it&lt;br /&gt;Don't dwell on it my friend&lt;br /&gt;Just please don't forget him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-8243562436402562988?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/8243562436402562988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=8243562436402562988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/8243562436402562988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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SCIENCE</title><content type='html'>Everyone hurts&lt;br /&gt;At one time or another&lt;br /&gt;But all must know&lt;br /&gt;How to love each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is hard&lt;br /&gt;When life throws you coal&lt;br /&gt;But it's not impossible&lt;br /&gt;To accomplish your goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be hard&lt;br /&gt;Just to believe&lt;br /&gt;But I tell you this now&lt;br /&gt;All must see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miracle of birth&lt;br /&gt;Is creation you see?&lt;br /&gt;To care &amp; to love&lt;br /&gt;And give honour to thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science may say&lt;br /&gt;That none of this happened&lt;br /&gt;We evolved from amoeba&lt;br /&gt;Or monkeys or apes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I tell you this now&lt;br /&gt;NONE OF IT'S TRUE&lt;br /&gt;We were created&lt;br /&gt;For a purpose, for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He died on that cross&lt;br /&gt;He sacrificed himself&lt;br /&gt;He will keep us safe&lt;br /&gt;From the depths of hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves you &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;And forever he will&lt;br /&gt;To cry when we cry&lt;br /&gt;As we do his will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tell you this now&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe what science says&lt;br /&gt;Big evolution doesn't happen&lt;br /&gt;But the small stuff he made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this poem&lt;br /&gt;I say to you now&lt;br /&gt;Scientists are wrong&lt;br /&gt;In what they believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ask you, my friend&lt;br /&gt;Leave this on your mind&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe what has happened?&lt;br /&gt;Or the truth that evidence can't find&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34905068-8733629558848959915?l=poet4889.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/feeds/8733629558848959915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34905068&amp;postID=8733629558848959915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/8733629558848959915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34905068/posts/default/8733629558848959915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet4889.blogspot.com/2007/05/god-vs-science.html' title='GOD VS. 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