<?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-55745682064585562</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:24:46.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>write4lifeatlivedotcom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/55745682064585562/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Regina Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16142656459702646882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADfw73wSlrw/SXrV3mPgGKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gJCE5QsSAOQ/S220/meanddogs.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55745682064585562.post-1194982658440442139</id><published>2009-01-28T05:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T05:16:40.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i remember you</title><content type='html'>I remember you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a light, shining bright&lt;br /&gt;Moving through the shadows&lt;br /&gt;Of night…&lt;br /&gt;Splitting the darkness apart&lt;br /&gt;To show me that love is strong&lt;br /&gt;Love is alive, surviving the times&lt;br /&gt;Reassuring and comforting&lt;br /&gt;Inspiring hope and faith&lt;br /&gt;Reawakening dreams&lt;br /&gt;And encouraging every good thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a joy I could touch&lt;br /&gt;Whispering through the clutch&lt;br /&gt;Of despair and grief&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me that my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Are worthy of the time I spend&lt;br /&gt;Reaching toward them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beacon of hope amid the pain&lt;br /&gt;Always patient, always caring&lt;br /&gt;Wearing a smile filled with happiness&lt;br /&gt;Brightening my life with acceptance&lt;br /&gt;Understanding, never rejecting,&lt;br /&gt;Always alive with sincerity and insight&lt;br /&gt;Supportive of every ambition&lt;br /&gt;Aware of every hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A warm heart that chose to love&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the worry and fear&lt;br /&gt;Past the feelings of disillusionment&lt;br /&gt;Through it all, whatever might come…&lt;br /&gt;Love … is how I remember you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©2009 by Regina Hill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/55745682064585562-1194982658440442139?l=write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1194982658440442139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-remember-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/55745682064585562/posts/default/1194982658440442139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/55745682064585562/posts/default/1194982658440442139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-remember-you.html' title='i remember you'/><author><name>Regina Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16142656459702646882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADfw73wSlrw/SXrV3mPgGKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gJCE5QsSAOQ/S220/meanddogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55745682064585562.post-4252589525277665968</id><published>2009-01-27T05:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T05:41:52.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you for you</title><content type='html'>Thank you for understanding&lt;br /&gt;The words I couldn’t speak&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for accepting&lt;br /&gt;The worst part of me&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for expressing&lt;br /&gt;Interest in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for giving me&lt;br /&gt;Second chances to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For encouraging me&lt;br /&gt;When I couldn’t hope&lt;br /&gt;For inspiring me&lt;br /&gt;To never give up&lt;br /&gt;For reassuring me&lt;br /&gt;When I was afraid&lt;br /&gt;For enlightening me&lt;br /&gt;With your own faith&lt;br /&gt;For reminding me&lt;br /&gt;That love is always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the smiles you gave&lt;br /&gt;Expressions of sincerity&lt;br /&gt;For the joy and praise&lt;br /&gt;The gifts from your heart&lt;br /&gt;The ones that taught&lt;br /&gt;And the ones that sought&lt;br /&gt;To remind me of a love&lt;br /&gt;That will always be enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you… for you,&lt;br /&gt;My forever friend&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;And think so highly of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©2009 by Regina Hill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/55745682064585562-4252589525277665968?l=write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4252589525277665968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/2009/01/thank-you-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/55745682064585562/posts/default/4252589525277665968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/55745682064585562/posts/default/4252589525277665968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/2009/01/thank-you-for-you.html' title='thank you for you'/><author><name>Regina Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16142656459702646882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADfw73wSlrw/SXrV3mPgGKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gJCE5QsSAOQ/S220/meanddogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55745682064585562.post-7740046424231108878</id><published>2009-01-27T05:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T05:06:15.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you were always there</title><content type='html'>You were always there, always aware&lt;br /&gt;Of my heart’s deepest yearning&lt;br /&gt;The way my thoughts were churning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there, always caring&lt;br /&gt;When I felt lost and alone&lt;br /&gt;As if my hope was gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always there, paying attention&lt;br /&gt;When my life was filled with discord&lt;br /&gt;And the confusing circumstances&lt;br /&gt;Had left me feeling overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;As if I couldn’t possibly accept&lt;br /&gt;The changes that were coming round’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there, always understanding&lt;br /&gt;And accepting me in spite of those things&lt;br /&gt;That caused me to feel like I would never be&lt;br /&gt;Worthwhile, the way I had once been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always there, through the struggles&lt;br /&gt;Amid the worries and stressful moments&lt;br /&gt;Reassuring me with your presence&lt;br /&gt;Fulfilling my heart’s quest for&lt;br /&gt;Someone who really cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there, a kind word; a gentle hand&lt;br /&gt;Like a whisper of love moving softly&lt;br /&gt;Through my life and replacing&lt;br /&gt;All the pain and chaos&lt;br /&gt;With hope, faith and love&lt;br /&gt;All the good from above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m so very thankful&lt;br /&gt;You were always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©2009 by Regina Hill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/55745682064585562-7740046424231108878?l=write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7740046424231108878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-were-always-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/55745682064585562/posts/default/7740046424231108878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/55745682064585562/posts/default/7740046424231108878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-were-always-there.html' title='you were always there'/><author><name>Regina Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16142656459702646882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADfw73wSlrw/SXrV3mPgGKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gJCE5QsSAOQ/S220/meanddogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55745682064585562.post-633718930846540110</id><published>2009-01-26T04:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T04:46:52.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i see you smiling</title><content type='html'>When I see you smiling&lt;br /&gt;I feel my heart smile, too&lt;br /&gt;And I know that Love is&lt;br /&gt;Alive inside of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smiling&lt;br /&gt;My love grows stronger, too&lt;br /&gt;Because I see you smiling&lt;br /&gt;Hope comes shining through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smiling&lt;br /&gt;I feel inspired to give to you&lt;br /&gt;A part of my heart, my love&lt;br /&gt;The love that I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smiling&lt;br /&gt;The world is a better place&lt;br /&gt;Because I know your smile&lt;br /&gt;Sheds light in the shadow’s place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smiling&lt;br /&gt;I feel refreshed and renewed&lt;br /&gt;The way I do after&lt;br /&gt;Some remarkable truth&lt;br /&gt;Has come shining through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smiling&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I’m experiencing delight, too&lt;br /&gt;Inside, I feel like I have just seen&lt;br /&gt;The wonders of love renewed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©2009 by Regina Hill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/55745682064585562-633718930846540110?l=write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/633718930846540110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-i-see-you-smiling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/55745682064585562/posts/default/633718930846540110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/55745682064585562/posts/default/633718930846540110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-i-see-you-smiling.html' title='when i see you smiling'/><author><name>Regina Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16142656459702646882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADfw73wSlrw/SXrV3mPgGKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gJCE5QsSAOQ/S220/meanddogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55745682064585562.post-8017755742890055430</id><published>2009-01-26T03:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T04:48:31.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hear You, Jesus</title><content type='html'>Your love shines down&lt;br /&gt;Without a sound&lt;br /&gt;And I hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love whispers softly&lt;br /&gt;Without one word&lt;br /&gt;And I hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love caresses me&lt;br /&gt;Without movement&lt;br /&gt;And I hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love heals me&lt;br /&gt;Without a physician&lt;br /&gt;And I hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love inspires me&lt;br /&gt;Without a prompt&lt;br /&gt;And I hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love encourages me&lt;br /&gt;Without one direction&lt;br /&gt;And I hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love amazes me&lt;br /&gt;Without surprise&lt;br /&gt;And I hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love comforts me&lt;br /&gt;Without reflection&lt;br /&gt;And I hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love calms me&lt;br /&gt;Without a explanation&lt;br /&gt;And I hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love shapes me&lt;br /&gt;Without a pattern&lt;br /&gt;And I hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is alive&lt;br /&gt;Surviving the times&lt;br /&gt;And I hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear You in the moments&lt;br /&gt;When I’m all alone&lt;br /&gt;I hear You when I’m in a crowd&lt;br /&gt;And when I don’t make a sound&lt;br /&gt;I hear You, with me,&lt;br /&gt;My heart’s only need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is a miracle&lt;br /&gt;I hear You&lt;br /&gt;And I love You, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©2009 by Regina Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dedicated to Jesus Christ, my Lord &amp;amp; Savior&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/55745682064585562-8017755742890055430?l=write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8017755742890055430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hear-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/55745682064585562/posts/default/8017755742890055430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/55745682064585562/posts/default/8017755742890055430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hear-you.html' title='i hear You, Jesus'/><author><name>Regina Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16142656459702646882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADfw73wSlrw/SXrV3mPgGKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gJCE5QsSAOQ/S220/meanddogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55745682064585562.post-5487064521703639327</id><published>2009-01-26T02:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T02:39:46.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you for the love</title><content type='html'>Thank you for the love&lt;br /&gt;That helped me to see&lt;br /&gt;The light of the day&lt;br /&gt;Shining through to me&lt;br /&gt;Reaching into my heart&lt;br /&gt;This love was all a part&lt;br /&gt;Of what I had thought&lt;br /&gt;Could reveal the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of love without conditions&lt;br /&gt;Love that inspires, is intimate&lt;br /&gt;Love that requires only love&lt;br /&gt;To fill a life with hope and grace&lt;br /&gt;Peace that is the only place&lt;br /&gt;I truly want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the love&lt;br /&gt;That has helped me to grow&lt;br /&gt;To see the second chances&lt;br /&gt;And to know… Love is the answer&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I truly need&lt;br /&gt;Is to see the hope, faith and love&lt;br /&gt;The amazing grace bestowed&lt;br /&gt;On those who really know&lt;br /&gt;Love continues on…&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting…&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the love&lt;br /&gt;That taught me about hope&lt;br /&gt;Reassured my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;Healed the pain left behind&lt;br /&gt;By so many moments of grief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the love&lt;br /&gt;That is a gift from above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©2009 by Regina Hill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/55745682064585562-5487064521703639327?l=write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5487064521703639327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/2009/01/thank-you-for-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/55745682064585562/posts/default/5487064521703639327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/55745682064585562/posts/default/5487064521703639327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/2009/01/thank-you-for-love.html' title='thank you for the love'/><author><name>Regina Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16142656459702646882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADfw73wSlrw/SXrV3mPgGKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gJCE5QsSAOQ/S220/meanddogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55745682064585562.post-4490884834112375658</id><published>2009-01-26T01:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:21:48.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will always love you</title><content type='html'>You were the person who taught me that love&lt;br /&gt;Is about giving from the heart,&lt;br /&gt;Without a second thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that is a part of every moment&lt;br /&gt;The inspiration for joy and peace&lt;br /&gt;The spark of hope that dreams&lt;br /&gt;And believes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the answer each of us needs&lt;br /&gt;When the heart is shattered&lt;br /&gt;Broken beyond description&lt;br /&gt;Filled with despair and pain&lt;br /&gt;Capable of changing everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were the person who was honest and kind&lt;br /&gt;You gave from the heart instead of the mind&lt;br /&gt;Sincere and serene, you patiently tried&lt;br /&gt;To provide sympathy and empathy&lt;br /&gt;When I felt like I would never be&lt;br /&gt;Filled with the hope and love&lt;br /&gt;Of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were the person who taught me that love&lt;br /&gt;Is about giving from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Without a second thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m filled with joy because&lt;br /&gt;I’m giving from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Without a second thought…&lt;br /&gt;When I say…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©2009 by Regina Hill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/55745682064585562-4490884834112375658?l=write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4490884834112375658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-will-always-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/55745682064585562/posts/default/4490884834112375658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/55745682064585562/posts/default/4490884834112375658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-will-always-love-you.html' title='i will always love you'/><author><name>Regina Hill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16142656459702646882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADfw73wSlrw/SXrV3mPgGKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gJCE5QsSAOQ/S220/meanddogs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55745682064585562.post-1697500340956076645</id><published>2009-01-23T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T04:12:43.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i remember</title><content type='html'>I remember when I was a little girl&lt;br /&gt;You were always there, always aware&lt;br /&gt;Of the way that I felt and how I kept&lt;br /&gt;Hidden from the world, the pieces of me&lt;br /&gt;Too deep for words, nearly indescribable;&lt;br /&gt;Pieces of a heart, a thought, a mystery,&lt;br /&gt;Unspoken, unseen; a little bit of me&lt;br /&gt;That could only be seen through sincerity&lt;br /&gt;Serenity and a sense of truth, revealed to me&lt;br /&gt;Through hope that is alive&lt;br /&gt;Faith that survives&lt;br /&gt;Love that strives&lt;br /&gt;Eternally&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©2009 Regina Hill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/55745682064585562-1697500340956076645?l=write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1697500340956076645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://write4lifeatlivedotcom.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/55745682064585562/posts/default/1697500340956076645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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