<?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-2132248125643658532</id><updated>2012-01-22T22:27:57.886-08:00</updated><category term='Hugs'/><category term='Love poem'/><category term='Flash'/><category term='Blessing'/><category term='Woman'/><category term='Goodness'/><category term='positive thoughts'/><category term='Friendship poem'/><category term='Want'/><category term='God'/><category term='loving you'/><category term='Wish'/><category term='Mother'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Christian poem'/><category term='Family Poem'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='hope'/><category term='true friends'/><title type='text'>The Poem Gallery</title><subtitle type='html'>Beautiful, inspiring poems for the heart and spirit</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715472133501118333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-5724915141557629645</id><published>2007-05-19T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T05:22:29.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love poem'/><title type='text'>I Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;EMBED src="http://minhtuan.name/fun4all/iLoveU.swf" quality=high bgcolor=white WIDTH=440 HEIGHT=330 TYPE="application/x-shockwave-flash" PLUGINSPAGE="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/EMBED&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;a href="" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2132248125643658532-5724915141557629645?l=thepoemgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/5724915141557629645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2132248125643658532&amp;postID=5724915141557629645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/5724915141557629645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/5724915141557629645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/2007/05/friendship.html' title='I Love You'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715472133501118333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-8417335464275121773</id><published>2007-05-12T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T06:58:38.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love poem'/><title type='text'>What is a Mother's love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RkXHTDFLF6I/AAAAAAAAACs/ssdnTbi2JcQ/s1600-h/cb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063672486106437538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RkXHTDFLF6I/AAAAAAAAACs/ssdnTbi2JcQ/s320/cb4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is something that is very, very special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is something that no one can really explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something that is made up of much deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devotion, joy, pain and sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is endless and unselfish and it endures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever may come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is full of hopes, dreams, tears and pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can ever destroy it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or take that special love away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very patient and forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Mother's love is a lifelong commitment to selflessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More often than not, it requires much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giving than receiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is something that is given with delight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gratitude, enthusiasm and much satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Mother's love never fails or falters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though the heart is breaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always believing when all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of the world is condemning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Mother's love is a splendored miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that man cannot understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for it has no beginning or no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mom.....I love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2132248125643658532-8417335464275121773?l=thepoemgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RkXHTDFLF6I/AAAAAAAAACs/ssdnTbi2JcQ/s72-c/cb4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-669447723595028177</id><published>2007-04-30T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T21:35:42.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship poem'/><title type='text'>Portrait of A Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjbDWzFLF5I/AAAAAAAAACk/NxXfr4T7HZE/s1600-h/ck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059446027833776018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjbDWzFLF5I/AAAAAAAAACk/NxXfr4T7HZE/s320/ck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't give solutions to all of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life's problems, doubts, or fears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I can listen to you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and together we will search for answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't change your past &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with all it's heartache and pain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nor the future with it's untold stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I can be there now when you need me to care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't keep your feet from stumbling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can only offer my hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that you may grasp it and not fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your joys, triumphs, success,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and happiness are not mine;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet I can share in your laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your decisions in life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are not mine to make, nor to judge;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can only support you, encourage you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and help you when you ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't prevent you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from falling away from friendship,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from your values, from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can only pray for you, talk to you, and wait for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't give you boundaries &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which I have determined for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I can give you the room to change, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;room to grow,room to be yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't keep your heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from breaking and hurting,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I can cry with you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and help you pick up the pieces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and put them back in place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't tell you who you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can only love you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and be your friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2132248125643658532-669447723595028177?l=thepoemgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/669447723595028177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2132248125643658532&amp;postID=669447723595028177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/669447723595028177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/669447723595028177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/2007/04/portrait-of-friend.html' title='Portrait of A Friend'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715472133501118333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjbDWzFLF5I/AAAAAAAAACk/NxXfr4T7HZE/s72-c/ck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-4492996551729657749</id><published>2007-04-30T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T21:09:37.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship poem'/><title type='text'>If One Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjalhzFLF4I/AAAAAAAAACc/xcrQBuyQtOw/s1600-h/200739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059413231463503746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjalhzFLF4I/AAAAAAAAACc/xcrQBuyQtOw/s320/200739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If one day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you feel like crying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Call me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't promise you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that I will make you laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I can cry with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If one day you want to run away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't be afraid to call me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't promise to ask you to stop,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I can run with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If one day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you don't want to listen to nobody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Call me ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I promise to be very quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But if one day you call &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and there is no answer ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come fast to see me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps I need you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2132248125643658532-4492996551729657749?l=thepoemgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/4492996551729657749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2132248125643658532&amp;postID=4492996551729657749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/4492996551729657749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/4492996551729657749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-one-day.html' title='If One Day...'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715472133501118333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjalhzFLF4I/AAAAAAAAACc/xcrQBuyQtOw/s72-c/200739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-4317701046788186612</id><published>2007-04-30T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T21:02:44.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hugs'/><title type='text'>Hugs from Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjaXHjFLF3I/AAAAAAAAACU/fxdcvf52Bck/s1600-h/hugs.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059397387329148786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjaXHjFLF3I/AAAAAAAAACU/fxdcvf52Bck/s320/hugs.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you feel a gentle breeze&lt;br /&gt;Caress you when you sigh&lt;br /&gt;It's a hug sent from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;From a loved one way up high. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If a soft and tender raindrop&lt;br /&gt;Lands upon your nose&lt;br /&gt;They've added a small kiss&lt;br /&gt;As fragile as a rose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If a song you hear fills you&lt;br /&gt;With a feeling of sweet love&lt;br /&gt;It's a hug sent from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;From someone special up above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you awaken in the morning&lt;br /&gt;To a bluebird's chirping song&lt;br /&gt;It's music sent from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;To cheer you all day long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If tiny little snowflakes&lt;br /&gt;Land upon your face&lt;br /&gt;It's a hug sent from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Trimmed with Angel lace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So keep the joy in your heart&lt;br /&gt;If you're lonely my dear friend&lt;br /&gt;Hugs that are sent from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;A broken heart will mend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2132248125643658532-4317701046788186612?l=thepoemgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/4317701046788186612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2132248125643658532&amp;postID=4317701046788186612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/4317701046788186612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/4317701046788186612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/2007/04/hugs-from-heaven.html' title='Hugs from Heaven'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715472133501118333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjaXHjFLF3I/AAAAAAAAACU/fxdcvf52Bck/s72-c/hugs.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-5279800398394055920</id><published>2007-04-30T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T02:04:35.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship poem'/><title type='text'>Cherished Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjWwFjFLF1I/AAAAAAAAACE/8r4DtVSJipc/s1600-h/tyf.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059143365783394130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjWwFjFLF1I/AAAAAAAAACE/8r4DtVSJipc/s320/tyf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God must have known there would be times &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we'd need a word of cheer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone to praise a triumph&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or brush away a tear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must have known we'd need &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to share the joy of "little things"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In order to appreciate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the happiness life brings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think He knew our troubled hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;would sometimes throb with pain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At trials and misfortunes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or goals we can't attain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew we'd need the comfort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of an understanding heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To give us strength and courage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to make a fresh, new start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew we'd need companionship,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unselfish....lasting....true,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so God answered the heart's great need &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with Cherished Friends....like you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2132248125643658532-5279800398394055920?l=thepoemgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/5279800398394055920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2132248125643658532&amp;postID=5279800398394055920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/5279800398394055920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/5279800398394055920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/2007/04/cherished-friends.html' title='Cherished Friends'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715472133501118333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjWwFjFLF1I/AAAAAAAAACE/8r4DtVSJipc/s72-c/tyf.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-7268443409894962274</id><published>2007-04-30T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T21:12:24.172-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian poem'/><title type='text'>On The Wings Of Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjWuXjFLF0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/4Q_Ar23AMBU/s1600-h/20071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059141475997783874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjWuXjFLF0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/4Q_Ar23AMBU/s320/20071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ON THE WINGS OF A PRAYER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just close your eyes and open your heart,&lt;br /&gt;And feel your worries and cares depart.&lt;br /&gt;Just yield yourself to the Father above,&lt;br /&gt;And let Him hold you secure in His love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For life on earth grows more involved,&lt;br /&gt;With endless problems that can't be solved,&lt;br /&gt;But God only ask us to do our best,&lt;br /&gt;Then He will take over and finish the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So when you are tired, discouraged and blue,&lt;br /&gt;There is always one door that is open to you,&lt;br /&gt;And that is the door to The House of Prayer,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll find God waiting to meet you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And The House of Prayer is no further away,&lt;br /&gt;than the quiet spot where you kneel and pray.&lt;br /&gt;For the heart is a temple where God is there&lt;br /&gt;As we place ourselves in His loving care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And He hears every prayer and answers each one&lt;br /&gt;When we Pray in His name - Thy will be done.&lt;br /&gt;The burdens that seemed too heavy to bear&lt;br /&gt;Are lifted away on the wings of a prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By: Helen Steiner Rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2132248125643658532-7268443409894962274?l=thepoemgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/7268443409894962274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2132248125643658532&amp;postID=7268443409894962274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/7268443409894962274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/7268443409894962274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/2007/04/on-wings-of-prayer.html' title='On The Wings Of Prayer'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715472133501118333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjWuXjFLF0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/4Q_Ar23AMBU/s72-c/20071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-3753984157761868315</id><published>2007-04-28T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T00:35:02.208-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>You're Always There</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjQuyjFLFzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NrqNVgL4s3Q/s1600-h/200722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058719727389185842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjQuyjFLFzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NrqNVgL4s3Q/s320/200722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU'RE ALWAYS THERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I kneel before You every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I offer up my prayer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's such a blessed comfort, Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To know You're always there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in those times of fear and doubt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I feel I'm on my own,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's such a joy to know You're there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that I'm really not alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When confusion clouds my troubled mind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I stumble to and fro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know You'll be my guiding light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And show me the way to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I feel so weak and helpless, Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And discouraged in the fight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You fill me with Your joy and strength,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the power of Your might.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when my heart is bleeding, Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From words that cut like a knife,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You touch me and You heal me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I read Your words of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When my cares and burdens weigh me down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And are more than I can bear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You lift them off my shoulders, Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And assure me that You care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, Lord, I know I can count on You,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I come to You in prayer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I know that You will hear my cry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For I know You're always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1993 Christine Chipman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2132248125643658532-3753984157761868315?l=thepoemgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/3753984157761868315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2132248125643658532&amp;postID=3753984157761868315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/3753984157761868315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/3753984157761868315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/2007/04/youre-always-there.html' title='You&apos;re Always There'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715472133501118333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjQuyjFLFzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NrqNVgL4s3Q/s72-c/200722.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-2225612798026098944</id><published>2007-04-26T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T21:13:53.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love poem'/><title type='text'>What I Love About You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjCg4DFLFyI/AAAAAAAAABs/-qe-bDAhBM0/s1600-h/galahs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057719266297190178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjCg4DFLFyI/AAAAAAAAABs/-qe-bDAhBM0/s320/galahs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the way you look at me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your eyes so bright and blue,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the way you kiss me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your lips so soft and smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you make me laugh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the ways you show me you care,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the way you say, "I Love You"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the way you're always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you touch me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Always sending chills down my spine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love that you are with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And glad forever you are mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2132248125643658532-2225612798026098944?l=thepoemgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/2225612798026098944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2132248125643658532&amp;postID=2225612798026098944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/2225612798026098944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/2225612798026098944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-i-love-about-you.html' title='What I Love About You'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715472133501118333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjCg4DFLFyI/AAAAAAAAABs/-qe-bDAhBM0/s72-c/galahs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-4823974706173834472</id><published>2007-04-26T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T05:47:20.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>I Found God Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjCeIjFLFxI/AAAAAAAAABk/F4Vi02edF1o/s1600-h/greece1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057716251230148370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjCeIjFLFxI/AAAAAAAAABk/F4Vi02edF1o/s320/greece1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I Found God Today&lt;br /&gt;By LORENZO CHARLES II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found God today through the eyes of a child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He looked up at me and he gave me a smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He brought me such comfort for which I have longed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through the eyes of a child, I realized I belonged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found God today in an old woman's face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As she held my hands, I felt God's embrace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From problems in life, I knew I would prevail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which I felt through her hands so old and so frail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found God today in the warmth of a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who has given me strength for which I can depend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When life had me down and I felt so depressed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realized through my friend just how much I was blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found God today when I searched for so long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's now I realize, He's been there all along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In family and friends and in all who I see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each day I find God and now I have found Him in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2132248125643658532-4823974706173834472?l=thepoemgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/4823974706173834472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2132248125643658532&amp;postID=4823974706173834472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/4823974706173834472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/4823974706173834472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-found-god-today.html' title='I Found God Today'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715472133501118333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/RjCeIjFLFxI/AAAAAAAAABk/F4Vi02edF1o/s72-c/greece1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-7370835566948654326</id><published>2007-04-25T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T05:17:06.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessing'/><title type='text'>May You Be Blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri9FXTFLFwI/AAAAAAAAABc/zi1vbH9hFbo/s1600-h/200730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057337173121636098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri9FXTFLFwI/AAAAAAAAABc/zi1vbH9hFbo/s320/200730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May you be blessed with all things good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your joys, like the stars at night, be too numerous to count. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May your victories be more abundant than all the grains of sand &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on all the beaches on all the oceans in all the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May lack and struggle be always absent from your life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and may beauty order and abundance be your constant companions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May every pathway you choose lead to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that which is pure and good and lovely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May every doubt and fear be replaced by a deep abiding trust &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as you behold evidence of a Higher Power all around you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when there is only darkness and the storms of life are closing in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May the light at the core of your being illuminate the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May you always be aware you are loved beyond measure &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and may you be willing to love unconditionally in return. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May you always feel protected and cradled in the arms of God, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like the cherished child you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when you are tempted to judge may you be reminded &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that we are all ONE and that every thought you think reverberates &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;across the universe, touching everyone and everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when you are tempted to hold back, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;may you remember that love flows best when it flows freely &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it is in giving that we receive the greatest gift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May you always have music and laughter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and may a rainbow follow every storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May gladness wash away every disappointment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May joy dissolve every sorrow and my love ease every pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May every wound bring wisdom and every trial bring triumph &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and with each passing day may you live &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;more abundantly than the day before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May you be blessed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And may others be blessed by you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my heartfelt wish for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May you be blessed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Kate Nowak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2132248125643658532-7370835566948654326?l=thepoemgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/7370835566948654326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2132248125643658532&amp;postID=7370835566948654326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/7370835566948654326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/7370835566948654326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/2007/04/may-you-be-blessed.html' title='May You Be Blessed'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715472133501118333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri9FXTFLFwI/AAAAAAAAABc/zi1vbH9hFbo/s72-c/200730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-3471673771470292261</id><published>2007-04-25T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:59:18.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodness'/><title type='text'>I Know Something Good About You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri8_6jFLFtI/AAAAAAAAABE/OeXYdZYeRYw/s1600-h/americanboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057331181642258130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri8_6jFLFtI/AAAAAAAAABE/OeXYdZYeRYw/s320/americanboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wouldn't this world be better &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If the folks we meet would say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I know something good about you!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And treat us just that way? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wouldn't it be fine and dandy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If each handclasp, fond and true, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carried with it this assurance, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I know something good about you!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wouldn't life be lots more happy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If the good that's in us all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was the only thing about us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That folks bothered to recall? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wouldn't life be lots more happy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If we praised the good we see? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For there's such a lot of goodness &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the worst of you and me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wouldn't it be nice to practice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That fine way of thinking too? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know something good about me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know something good about you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Written by Louis Shimon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Photo by Bryan Duckett&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2132248125643658532-3471673771470292261?l=thepoemgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/3471673771470292261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2132248125643658532&amp;postID=3471673771470292261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/3471673771470292261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/3471673771470292261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-know-something-good-about-you.html' title='I Know Something Good About You'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715472133501118333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri8_6jFLFtI/AAAAAAAAABE/OeXYdZYeRYw/s72-c/americanboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-4824695595864588120</id><published>2007-04-24T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T21:17:17.008-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship poem'/><title type='text'>I'd Like To Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FOR YOU...wherever you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057155677585946002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri6gS3hcNZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/j_ZYw3j9qQg/s320/grs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'd like to be the sort of friend that&lt;br /&gt;you have been to me;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to be the help that&lt;br /&gt;you've been always glad to be; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'd like to mean as much to you&lt;br /&gt;each minute of the day&lt;br /&gt;As you have meant, old friend of mine,&lt;br /&gt;to me along the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'd like to do the big things and&lt;br /&gt;the splendid things for you,&lt;br /&gt;To brush the gray out  from your skies&lt;br /&gt;and leave them only blue; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'd like to say the kindest things that&lt;br /&gt;I so oft have heard,&lt;br /&gt;And feel that I could rouse your soul&lt;br /&gt;the way that mine you've stirred. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'd like to give you back the joy&lt;br /&gt;that you have given me,&lt;br /&gt;Yet that were wishing you a need&lt;br /&gt;I hope will never be; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'd like to make you feel as rich as I,&lt;br /&gt;who travel on&lt;br /&gt;Undaunted in the darkest hours&lt;br /&gt;with you to lean upon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm wishing at this time that&lt;br /&gt;I could but repay&lt;br /&gt;A portion of the gladness that&lt;br /&gt;you've strewn along my way; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And could I have one wish this year,&lt;br /&gt;this only would it be:&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to be the sort of friend&lt;br /&gt;that you have been to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- Edgar A Guest -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2132248125643658532-4824695595864588120?l=thepoemgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/4824695595864588120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2132248125643658532&amp;postID=4824695595864588120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/4824695595864588120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/4824695595864588120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/2007/04/id-like-to-be.html' title='I&apos;d Like To Be'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715472133501118333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri6gS3hcNZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/j_ZYw3j9qQg/s72-c/grs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-4402472027007898344</id><published>2007-04-24T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T18:11:58.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship poem'/><title type='text'>True Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057150798503097730" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri6b23hcNYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z-OS8r0AkCA/s320/friends.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friends will always stay with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through good times and through bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They'll take the time to listen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When something's made you sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you're feeling lonely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They'll let you know they care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They may be very busy but,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They'll find the time to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;True friends are happy for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When good things come your way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They'll celebrate your triumphs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And encourage you each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you have a friend that's true,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Count your blessings for this gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For, she will stay with you forever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the rest have gone adrift. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;copyright 2001 by Marian Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2132248125643658532-4402472027007898344?l=thepoemgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/4402472027007898344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2132248125643658532&amp;postID=4402472027007898344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/4402472027007898344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/4402472027007898344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/2007/04/true-friends.html' title='True Friends'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715472133501118333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri6b23hcNYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z-OS8r0AkCA/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-6996477101743112119</id><published>2007-04-24T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T17:02:25.714-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love poem'/><title type='text'>I Love The Way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057000586316887410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri4TPXhcNXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/gA5UhyNXrM8/s320/lk2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you hold me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;in your arms so tight. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love how you can make me smile &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and make everything alright. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love the way you kiss me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so gently on my lips. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love the way you hold my hand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and caress my fingertips. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love the way you look at me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so deep into my eyes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love the way you tell truth &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;you never tell me lies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love the way that we first met &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I fell for you right away. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love it how I know &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;that you'll never go away. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love the words you say to me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;they always make me smile. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love the way you're so mature &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yet sometimes juvenile. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love the way you sing to me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;of songs so very sweet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love the way you make me feel &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;like my life is so complete. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love that we're together &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;where would I be without you? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I love the way you love me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and how I love you, too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2132248125643658532-6996477101743112119?l=thepoemgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/6996477101743112119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2132248125643658532&amp;postID=6996477101743112119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/6996477101743112119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/6996477101743112119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-way.html' title='I Love The Way...'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715472133501118333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri4TPXhcNXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/gA5UhyNXrM8/s72-c/lk2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-50470649384959079</id><published>2007-04-24T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T16:33:33.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Want'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love poem'/><title type='text'>I Want To Be The Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri4QjHhcNWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ro9lZF5QNHE/s1600-h/g1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056997627084420450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri4QjHhcNWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ro9lZF5QNHE/s320/g1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you wake up in the morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Under sunlit skies of blue,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to be the woman,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who wakes up next to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever you are unhappy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And those skies are filled with rain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to be the woman,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who makes you smile again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you look in someones eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And say your love is true,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to be the woman,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who is staring back at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you have nice dreams,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The warm and fuzzy kind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to be the woman,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who puts them in your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When all is said and done,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think you know it's true,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to be the woman,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who means everything to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Written by: Leanne Collette Brown &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2132248125643658532-50470649384959079?l=thepoemgallery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/feeds/50470649384959079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2132248125643658532&amp;postID=50470649384959079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/50470649384959079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2132248125643658532/posts/default/50470649384959079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoemgallery.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-want-to-be-woman.html' title='I Want To Be The Woman'/><author><name>Honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17715472133501118333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri4QjHhcNWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ro9lZF5QNHE/s72-c/g1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2132248125643658532.post-2199615076898039198</id><published>2007-04-24T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T17:00:43.310-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive thoughts'/><title type='text'>After The Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri3133hcNUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wXac6Nv_H9Y/s1600-h/20073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056968296752756034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri3133hcNUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wXac6Nv_H9Y/s320/20073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8qJ4_yrPNg/Ri3y9HhcNTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gBNje7eUyQU/s1600-h/blue224.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTER THE RAIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever your cross, whatever your pain,&lt;br /&gt;There will always be sunshine, after the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you may stumble, you might even fall&lt;br /&gt;But God's always ready to answer your call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows every heartache, sees every tear&lt;br /&gt;A word from His lips can calm every fear.&lt;br /&gt;Your sorrows may linger throughout the night&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly vanish at dawn's early light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Savior is waiting somewhere above,&lt;br /&gt;To give you His grace and send you His love.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever your cross, whatever your pain,&lt;br /&gt;God always sends rainbows, After the Rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1990 Lois Thompson &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: 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