<?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-8550890905110285255</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:56:37.604-08:00</updated><category term='originally posted on Midsummer Night&apos;s Dreamer'/><title type='text'>Heart's Poem</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartspoem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550890905110285255/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartspoem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07977888468240178885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x7dSv35KPFw/SxxDNk-lc4I/AAAAAAAAAAY/rsqQ46D62Ic/S220/th_musicrose.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550890905110285255.post-6048823874988890586</id><published>2010-02-28T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T07:50:18.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>" Dad"</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;He lived a very simple life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was a humble man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He walked the wooded hillside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And worked the rugged land.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His hands were like the mighty oak;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The thundercloud, his brow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He had a smile bright as the Sun...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's where we'll find him now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He liked to play the "grumpy bear"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And made us work to see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The love and pride deep in his heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all his family.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We share his love of nature;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Both the creatures and the land--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we'll be closest to him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the soil is in our hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We knew he'd heard the whisper &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That would be his final call;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His heart was filled with anguish&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To know he'd leave us all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His mother reached from Heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And touched his furrowed brow;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Bye and bye we'll be together;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll wait here with you now."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The child placed a flower&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Upon his labored breast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To take with him to Heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When he drew his final breath.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He lingered with us for a time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until he felt at Peace:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The flower slowly withered&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As his spirit was set free.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But he is not gone from us,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's only just away--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll journey on this Earth for now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And meet him some glad day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Property of:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heartscapes by Elizabeth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;April 24, 2004&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8550890905110285255-6048823874988890586?l=heartspoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartspoem.blogspot.com/feeds/6048823874988890586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heartspoem.blogspot.com/2010/02/dad.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550890905110285255/posts/default/6048823874988890586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550890905110285255/posts/default/6048823874988890586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartspoem.blogspot.com/2010/02/dad.html' title='&quot; Dad&quot;'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07977888468240178885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x7dSv35KPFw/SxxDNk-lc4I/AAAAAAAAAAY/rsqQ46D62Ic/S220/th_musicrose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550890905110285255.post-4140767890811074308</id><published>2010-02-28T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:32:56.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Poem I wrote for my cousin about his beautiful river home.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine...Summer on a Lazy River..&lt;br /&gt;Carefree laughter, Days filled with glee;&lt;br /&gt;Summer nights filled with starshine,&lt;br /&gt;Music wafting on the breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine...Autumn on a Lazy River..&lt;br /&gt;Frosty red and gold and green;&lt;br /&gt;Ol' Jack spins his magic-scapes&lt;br /&gt;To prepare for winter's dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine...Winter on a Lazy River..&lt;br /&gt;Whispers of first soft snow;&lt;br /&gt;Lingering in the tall pine boughs,&lt;br /&gt;It drifts to Earth below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine...Spring on a Lazy River..&lt;br /&gt;Warm kisses of Sun to Earth..&lt;br /&gt;The lazy river gently flows..&lt;br /&gt;Life awakens to its' rebirth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine...Love on a Lazy River..&lt;br /&gt;The Love of family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;True bounty in the gifts of Life,&lt;br /&gt;The passion never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine...Life on a Lazy River..&lt;br /&gt;Celebration as each story's told..&lt;br /&gt;A fervent spirit zealous and free.&lt;br /&gt;Adventures yet to unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha, cha, cha..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Property of:&lt;br /&gt;Heartscapes by Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;May 2004&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8550890905110285255-4140767890811074308?l=heartspoem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartspoem.blogspot.com/feeds/4140767890811074308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heartspoem.blogspot.com/2010/02/poem-i-wrote-for-my-cousin-about-his.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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