<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-1891028527396462951</id><updated>2024-09-04T13:21:18.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Season Poems</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog to showcase love, feelings, affections and as well to edify the glory of God in the visitor&#39;s life and bringing joy to all.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gloriouspath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13482607594637739865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891028527396462951.post-4947728751215029616</id><published>2010-06-26T04:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T04:55:59.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of You</title><content type='html'>Today, as I think of you, &lt;br /&gt;
I realize I just have to let you into &lt;br /&gt;
the innermost of my heart, &lt;br /&gt;
because you mean so much to me&lt;br /&gt;
It was like the sun suddenly appearing from behind a cloud.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Life took a new meaning&lt;br /&gt;
It would take more than words to describe my feeling for you,&lt;br /&gt;
And this I know, you are the hope of my future happiness,&lt;br /&gt;
And I will always be there for you&lt;br /&gt;
I will continue to think of you.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/4947728751215029616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/06/thinking-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/4947728751215029616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/4947728751215029616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/06/thinking-of-you.html' title='Thinking of You'/><author><name>Gloriouspath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13482607594637739865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891028527396462951.post-5177323263242483317</id><published>2010-06-14T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T05:00:03.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOPE</title><content type='html'>Hope is a thin with feathers,&lt;br /&gt;
that salvages the troubled soul.&lt;br /&gt;
It sings a beautiful tune&lt;br /&gt;
without words, in the mind&lt;br /&gt;
nurturing the revelation of unseen joy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The sweetest and glamorous sound,&lt;br /&gt;
in the gale, is heard over times.&lt;br /&gt;
It fixes itself in thy lip, eye and brow&lt;br /&gt;
bringing a desire future nearer,&lt;br /&gt;
and its momentum can never be stopped.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hope is a thin with feathers,&lt;br /&gt;
that palpitates in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;
It brings a smile of joy,&lt;br /&gt;
happiness, success and courage &lt;br /&gt;
that immersed in one’s thought.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/5177323263242483317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/06/hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/5177323263242483317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/5177323263242483317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/06/hope.html' title='HOPE'/><author><name>Gloriouspath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13482607594637739865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891028527396462951.post-4192491409035662630</id><published>2010-06-14T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T04:05:00.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>Death is one of the &lt;br /&gt;
few certainties that &lt;br /&gt;
cannot be remedied in life.&lt;br /&gt;
Acceptable to all generations&lt;br /&gt;
with tears and sadness&lt;br /&gt;
an end of being alive.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A cycle on earth &lt;br /&gt;
occurring daily without end&lt;br /&gt;
bringing sadness and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;
The young and oldies die&lt;br /&gt;
fade and withered&lt;br /&gt;
we all lived to die someday.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What an occurrence &lt;br /&gt;
that happens without notice&lt;br /&gt;
certainty unchangeable by human. &lt;br /&gt;
The invisible visitor&lt;br /&gt;
that comes at will&lt;br /&gt;
to put an end to life.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/4192491409035662630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/06/death.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/4192491409035662630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/4192491409035662630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/06/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Gloriouspath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13482607594637739865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891028527396462951.post-7257613887484925173</id><published>2010-06-10T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T02:04:51.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Invariable Belle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Oh belle of an ancient people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;noticed by some, discovered by none.&lt;br /&gt;
Delineated yourself enough yet, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;disseminated in erratum.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br style=&quot;mso-special-character: line-break;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The delicacy of your skin&lt;br /&gt;
cannot be shattered.&lt;br /&gt;
The instinct beauty&lt;br /&gt;
noticed in early break of day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br style=&quot;mso-special-character: line-break;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Hidden in the village&lt;br /&gt;
deprived of being discovered.&lt;br /&gt;
Dancing to &#39;bata&#39; beats&lt;br /&gt;
with legs painted with red mud.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br style=&quot;mso-special-character: line-break;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Our ancient people&lt;br /&gt;
wake up, it&#39;s dawn.&lt;br /&gt;
When will you discover the belle among you?&lt;br /&gt;
When will she be utilized?&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/7257613887484925173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/06/invariable-belle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/7257613887484925173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/7257613887484925173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/06/invariable-belle.html' title='Invariable Belle'/><author><name>Gloriouspath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13482607594637739865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891028527396462951.post-5738611663021145948</id><published>2010-06-04T02:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T02:20:36.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Each Day</title><content type='html'>Sometimes we come across&lt;br /&gt;
so many people each day of &lt;br /&gt;
our lives without really noticing them.&lt;br /&gt;
They come and fades away, in &lt;br /&gt;
our memories as each day goes by.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Before we know it some &lt;br /&gt;
thoughts got stucked in our memories&lt;br /&gt;
and they never fade away anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
We tend to pretend sometimes, but &lt;br /&gt;
desire owner of hearts shall prevail.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Since I met you your thought &lt;br /&gt;
has occupied my mind&lt;br /&gt;
I resisted it but could not.&lt;br /&gt;
One thing I believe is that the&lt;br /&gt;
desire of owner of hearts shall prevail.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/5738611663021145948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/06/each-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/5738611663021145948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/5738611663021145948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/06/each-day.html' title='Each Day'/><author><name>Gloriouspath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13482607594637739865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891028527396462951.post-7340531973277965358</id><published>2010-05-27T04:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T04:58:58.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Feelings Matters to me</title><content type='html'>It looks a little cloudy now,&lt;br /&gt;
storm may come,&lt;br /&gt;
but through it all, &lt;br /&gt;
still shines the sun.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m the one who, despite distractions, &lt;br /&gt;
interruptions, frustrations,&lt;br /&gt;
thinks about you, &lt;br /&gt;
and loves you more &lt;br /&gt;
than anything else in the world.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ll be there to hold &lt;br /&gt;
your hands in awkward times,&lt;br /&gt;
pacify you in rigorous times&lt;br /&gt;
even when your dignity &lt;br /&gt;
may keep you from asking for it.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/7340531973277965358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/05/your-feelings-matters-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/7340531973277965358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/7340531973277965358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/05/your-feelings-matters-to-me.html' title='Your Feelings Matters to me'/><author><name>Gloriouspath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13482607594637739865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891028527396462951.post-3893976642068832309</id><published>2010-05-21T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T07:06:49.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vision of Life</title><content type='html'>A gentle soul like a dove&lt;br /&gt;
an epitome of beauty&lt;br /&gt;
the love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;
Each time I sees you&lt;br /&gt;
my heart is filled with joy&lt;br /&gt;
I see a clearer vision of life.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A vision with hope and happiness&lt;br /&gt;
your thought occupies my mind&lt;br /&gt;
and reasoning whenever I go.&lt;br /&gt;
If you’re away for a day&lt;br /&gt;
it appears you’ve gone for a year&lt;br /&gt;
I wish you&#39;re mine forever.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/3893976642068832309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/05/vision-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/3893976642068832309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/3893976642068832309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/05/vision-of-life.html' title='Vision of Life'/><author><name>Gloriouspath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13482607594637739865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891028527396462951.post-7673292691178114008</id><published>2010-04-17T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T06:03:04.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It&#39;s Only A Quarter</title><content type='html'>Several years ago a preacher moved to Houston, Texas. Some weeks after he arrived, he had occasion to ride the bus from his home to the downtown area. When he sat down, he discovered that the driver had accidentally given him a quarter too much change.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As he considered what to do, he thought to himself, you better give the quarter back. It would be wrong to keep it. Then he thought, “Oh, forget it, it’s only a quarter. Who would worry about this little amount? Anyway the bus company already gets too much fare; they will never miss it. Accept it as a gift from God and keep quiet.” When his stop came, he paused momentarily at the door, then he handed the quarter to the driver and said, “Here, you gave me too much change.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The driver with a smile, replied, “Aren’t you the new preacher in town? I have been thinking lately about going to worship somewhere. I just wanted to see what you would do if I gave you too much change.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When my friend stepped off the bus, he literally grabbed the nearest light pole, and held on, and said, “O God, I almost sold your Son for a quarter.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Our lives are the only Bible some people will ever read.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But as he which hath called you is holy, so be ye holy in all manner of conversation; Because it is written, Be ye holy; for I am holy. 1 Peter 1:15-16 Just a note: Holiness should not be something that we wear just on Sunday, it’s a lifestyle!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.” - Matthew 5:16</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/7673292691178114008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-only-quarter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/7673292691178114008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/7673292691178114008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-only-quarter.html' title='It&#39;s Only A Quarter'/><author><name>Gloriouspath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13482607594637739865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891028527396462951.post-4478716727922950943</id><published>2010-04-06T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:19:57.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Presence</title><content type='html'>You were present in&lt;br /&gt;my nights as dreams.&lt;br /&gt;You are present in&lt;br /&gt;my days as my destiny.&lt;br /&gt;You are present in &lt;br /&gt;my life as my breath.&lt;br /&gt;You are present in&lt;br /&gt;my present like my past.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/4478716727922950943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/04/your-presence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/4478716727922950943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/4478716727922950943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/04/your-presence.html' title='Your Presence'/><author><name>Gloriouspath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13482607594637739865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891028527396462951.post-2616487430706047190</id><published>2010-04-01T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T08:34:34.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>His Destiny was the cross&lt;br /&gt;His purpose was love&lt;br /&gt;His reason was you&lt;br /&gt;God&#39;s abundant blessings &lt;br /&gt;be with you throughout&lt;br /&gt;Easter season and always.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/2616487430706047190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/2616487430706047190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1891028527396462951/posts/default/2616487430706047190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Gloriouspath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13482607594637739865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1891028527396462951.post-3541334792554489695</id><published>2010-03-02T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T05:26:03.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>Friendship&lt;br /&gt;Flowers die&lt;br /&gt;Stories end&lt;br /&gt;Songs fade&lt;br /&gt;Memories are forgotten&lt;br /&gt;All things come to an end&lt;br /&gt;But a friend like you&lt;br /&gt;is treasured forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend like you is a gift&lt;br /&gt;that paints a smile&lt;br /&gt;giving a lasting memories&lt;br /&gt;and stay with me not for a while&lt;br /&gt;but for a lifetime.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allseasonpoems.blogspot.com/feeds/3541334792554489695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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