<?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-1298176779177921665</id><updated>2024-09-11T10:43:09.810-04:00</updated><category term="Poems"/><category term="Quotes"/><title type='text'>Captured Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to Captured Thoughts where I will share my perspective on different subjects, some of my poetry and others&#39;, my art, and my favorite quotes. </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298176779177921665.post-457354280306018381</id><published>2022-02-15T00:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2022-02-15T00:47:23.632-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems"/><title type='text'>Poem By: e.h </title><content type='html'>She wove golden rays of sunshine,&lt;div&gt;Into a long and flowing dress,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That left the scent on everything she touched,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of nature&#39;s sweet caress,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everywhere the girl did go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The flowers would all bloom,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she could chase the lonely feeling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of every darkened room,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She could drive out all your sadness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And cause a frozen heart to thaw,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She&#39;d paint the sky pink every morning,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But nobody ever saw,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one thought to thank her,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the warmth upon their skin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or for chasing all their demons,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From where the night-time&#39;d breath had been,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she thought she wasn&#39;t needed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She could leave and they&#39;d not care,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they&#39;d just taken her for granted,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since her light was always there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because you never thank the ground,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until you know how it feels to fall,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or just how much you need the sun,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until it doesn&#39;t rise at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;-e.h&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I think it is important for us to remember to be grateful for the people around us and to let them know how much they mean to us! We should never take for granted the people who are closest to us. Don&#39;t wait until someone is gone to realize how much they meant to you! It is the little things that can make someones day, a simple &quot;thank you&quot;, holding the door open for someone, or just a smile. Always be thankful for those around you!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;- Captured Thoughts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/457354280306018381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2022/02/poem-by-eh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/457354280306018381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/457354280306018381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2022/02/poem-by-eh.html' title='Poem By: e.h '/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298176779177921665.post-4134399140542921766</id><published>2022-02-08T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2022-02-08T12:51:08.882-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems"/><title type='text'>&quot;Beauty&quot; By: e.h </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;If one of the things you believe in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Is that this world&#39;s an ugly place,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;You must have never gone outside at night,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;and stared up into space,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;You haven&#39;t felt the way air changes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;In minutes before it rains,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Or watched the world pass by below,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Out the window of a plane,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;you&#39;ve never been awake so early,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;That you see the moment the sun starts to rise,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And you&#39;ve never lain with your back on the grass,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And made shapes with the clouds in the sky,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But maybe if you&#39;ve done all of this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But still don&#39;t believe it&#39;s not true,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s because you don&#39;t see the beauty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;That I see when I look at you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;-e.h&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I hope your Tuesday is going well!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;-Captured Thoughts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4134399140542921766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2022/02/beauty-by-eh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/4134399140542921766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/4134399140542921766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2022/02/beauty-by-eh.html' title='&quot;Beauty&quot; By: e.h '/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298176779177921665.post-7679179074757381153</id><published>2022-01-31T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2022-02-08T12:51:17.535-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems"/><title type='text'>&quot;The Snowbird&quot; By: Frank D. Sherman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;When all the ground with snow is white,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The merry snowbird comes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; And hops about with great delight&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;To find the scattered crumbs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;How glad he seems to get to eat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A piece of cake or bread!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;He wears no shoes upon his feet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Nor hat upon his head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But happiest is he, I know,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;because no care with bars,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Keeps him from walking on the snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And printing it with stars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Frank D. Sherman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Here is a fun winter poem on this fine January day! Hope that this poem finds you well!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;-Captured Thoughts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7679179074757381153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2022/01/the-snowbird-by-frank-d-sherman.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/7679179074757381153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/7679179074757381153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2022/01/the-snowbird-by-frank-d-sherman.html' title='&quot;The Snowbird&quot; By: Frank D. Sherman'/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298176779177921665.post-3403081354785928346</id><published>2022-01-24T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2022-01-24T12:32:09.678-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems"/><title type='text'>&quot;The Heart of the Story&quot; By: Captured Thoughts </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: large; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I open the golden pages as if they&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Were a box of jewels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; The words flowed into my heart like a waterfall&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Filling the river with wonder and light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;My eyes looking through the character and filling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;The character&#39;s needs, wants, pain and laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;I look up,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Only to find the real world staring back at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;As I dream of myths and mystery.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;-Captured Thoughts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;I wrote this poem an an expression of how I feel about reading. I have always loved books and telling stories in different ways. I hope you have enjoyed this poem!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;- Captured Thoughts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3403081354785928346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2022/01/the-heart-of-story-by-captured-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/3403081354785928346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/3403081354785928346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2022/01/the-heart-of-story-by-captured-thoughts.html' title='&quot;The Heart of the Story&quot; By: Captured Thoughts '/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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-1298176779177921665.post-3852966839345985867</id><published>2022-01-09T23:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2022-01-10T17:03:58.955-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems"/><title type='text'>&quot;What Then&quot; By: W. B. Yeats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;His chosen comrades thought at school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;He must grow a famous man ;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;He thought the same and lived by rule,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;All his twenties crammed with toil ;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&#39;&lt;i&gt;What then?&#39; sang Plato&#39;s ghost. &#39;What then?&#39;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Everything he wrote was read,&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;After certain years he won&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sufficient money for his need,&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Friends that have been friends indeed ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &#39;What then?&#39; sang Plato&#39;s ghost. &#39;What then?&#39;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;All his happier dreams came true-&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A small old house, wife, daughter, son,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Grounds where plum and cabbage grew,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Poets and Wits about him drew :&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &#39;What then?&#39; sang Plato&#39;s ghost. &#39;What then?&#39;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&#39;The work is done,&#39; grown old he thought,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&#39;According to my boyish plan ;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Let the fools rage, I swerved in naught,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Something to perfection brought ;&#39;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; But louder sang that ghost, &#39;What then?&#39;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -&lt;b&gt;W. B. Yeats&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I felt like this poem was very relevant to today&#39;s time. You could have the whole world in your hands but in the end it will never be enough. You will always be striving for more, always asking &#39;what&#39;s next?&#39;. That is why it is so important to trust in Christ! We may not always know His plan for us, but we can know that His plan is good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;In&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1+Timothy+6%3A17-19&amp;amp;version=ESV&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;1 Timothy 6:17-19&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;it says:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #999999;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text 1Tim-6-17&quot; face=&quot;system-ui, -apple-system, &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;, Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, &amp;quot;Noto Sans&amp;quot;, sans-serif, Arial&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 19.2px;&quot;&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text 1Tim-6-17&quot; face=&quot;system-ui, -apple-system, &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;, Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, &amp;quot;Noto Sans&amp;quot;, sans-serif, Arial&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 19.2px;&quot;&gt;7&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text 1Tim-6-17&quot; face=&quot;system-ui, -apple-system, &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;, Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, &amp;quot;Noto Sans&amp;quot;, sans-serif, Arial&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;As for the rich in&amp;nbsp;this present age, charge them&amp;nbsp;not to be haughty, nor&amp;nbsp;to set their hopes on&amp;nbsp;the uncertainty of riches, but on God,&amp;nbsp;who richly provides us with everything to enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;system-ui, -apple-system, &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;, Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, &amp;quot;Noto Sans&amp;quot;, sans-serif, Arial&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text 1Tim-6-18&quot; face=&quot;system-ui, -apple-system, &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;, Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, &amp;quot;Noto Sans&amp;quot;, sans-serif, Arial&quot; id=&quot;en-ESV-29790&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;versenum&quot; style=&quot;display: inline; font-size: 1.2rem; font-weight: 700; line-height: normal; position: relative; top: auto; vertical-align: text-top;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;They are to do good,&amp;nbsp;to be rich in good works, to be generous and&amp;nbsp;ready to share,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;system-ui, -apple-system, &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;, Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, &amp;quot;Noto Sans&amp;quot;, sans-serif, Arial&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text 1Tim-6-19&quot; face=&quot;system-ui, -apple-system, &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;, Roboto, Ubuntu, Cantarell, &amp;quot;Noto Sans&amp;quot;, sans-serif, Arial&quot; id=&quot;en-ESV-29791&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;versenum&quot; style=&quot;display: inline; font-size: 1.2rem; font-weight: 700; line-height: normal; position: relative; top: auto; vertical-align: text-top;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;thus&amp;nbsp;storing u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;p treasure for themselves as a good foundation for the future, so that they may&amp;nbsp;take hold of&amp;nbsp;that which is truly life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;My point is that we must live for God because He is the one who give us life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I hope you enjoyed this one!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Captured Thoughts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3852966839345985867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2022/01/what-then-by-w-b-yeats.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/3852966839345985867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/3852966839345985867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2022/01/what-then-by-w-b-yeats.html' title='&quot;What Then&quot; By: W. B. Yeats'/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298176779177921665.post-5115330463099039843</id><published>2021-12-20T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2022-01-10T17:03:51.886-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems"/><title type='text'>&quot;A Memory Never Forgotten&quot; By: Captured Thoughts </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;The stars kiss the dawn good night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; A&lt;/span&gt;nd kiss the moon to shine brighter for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The moon kisses the ocean&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; And the ocean knows what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The ocean kisses the tinder feet of a child,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Making joy and memories that will never be forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -Captured Thoughts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I wrote this poem a while ago and thought I would share it today. I hope you like it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiuTRjANq4VfWSrHkjXpGNlVQLNr8olV6dJX2jAJzlHj9jBM43DWjuWLXgqs5ttB2osMXiPZapDdSzXZzrAY06eM6NbYkaPhZPEGhnapVYzikf-Nn7zq0JtwNqe9-sFweEm7AEDqvtD1_TFT1NqTnHO9MS8Hr5VXPVSgOYFJ1ZMXth5Ub1uiYovZaeyAQ=s3264&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;3264&quot; data-original-width=&quot;2448&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiuTRjANq4VfWSrHkjXpGNlVQLNr8olV6dJX2jAJzlHj9jBM43DWjuWLXgqs5ttB2osMXiPZapDdSzXZzrAY06eM6NbYkaPhZPEGhnapVYzikf-Nn7zq0JtwNqe9-sFweEm7AEDqvtD1_TFT1NqTnHO9MS8Hr5VXPVSgOYFJ1ZMXth5Ub1uiYovZaeyAQ=s320&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Because today&#39;s poem is short I thought I would share a photo of the ocean that I took as well!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5115330463099039843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/12/a-memory-never-forgotten-by-captured.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/5115330463099039843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/5115330463099039843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/12/a-memory-never-forgotten-by-captured.html' title='&quot;A Memory Never Forgotten&quot; By: Captured Thoughts '/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiuTRjANq4VfWSrHkjXpGNlVQLNr8olV6dJX2jAJzlHj9jBM43DWjuWLXgqs5ttB2osMXiPZapDdSzXZzrAY06eM6NbYkaPhZPEGhnapVYzikf-Nn7zq0JtwNqe9-sFweEm7AEDqvtD1_TFT1NqTnHO9MS8Hr5VXPVSgOYFJ1ZMXth5Ub1uiYovZaeyAQ=s72-c" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298176779177921665.post-266627654886661777</id><published>2021-12-12T22:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2022-01-10T17:03:45.329-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems"/><title type='text'>&quot;The Rain&quot;  By: W. H. Davies </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I hear leaves drinking rain ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I hear rich leaves on top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Giving the poor beneath&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Drop after drop ;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&#39;Tis a sweet noise to hear&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; These green leaves drinking near,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; And when the Sun comes out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; After this rain shall stop,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;A wondrous light will fill&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Each dark, round drop ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I hope the Sun shines bright ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&#39;Twill be a lovely sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I thought this was a beautiful poem, hope you like it as well!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/266627654886661777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/12/the-rain-by-w-h-davies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/266627654886661777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/266627654886661777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/12/the-rain-by-w-h-davies.html' title='&quot;The Rain&quot;  By: W. 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Davies '/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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-1298176779177921665.post-7235150129123309897</id><published>2021-12-06T22:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2022-01-10T17:03:37.235-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems"/><title type='text'>&quot;A Man Without Faith&quot; By Richard Church </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;A man without faith&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Grows old before his years,&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;His world&amp;nbsp; a wraith,&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;For whom the end nears&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Like a winter mist&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;When the sun is cold&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;In the cold west.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; His children about him&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Are strangers, unknown ;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The love that begot them&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Cooled and gone.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;If he get riches&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;They turn to rust,&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;And he can do nothing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;With the handful of dust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Life&#39;s miracle fails him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Life&#39;s rapture, life&#39;s breath ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; He has done with living,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; He has forestalled death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I think this poem has a lot of truth to it! Many people in today&#39;s culture live without faith, without knowing the Lord. When people try to find happiness in the world, it ultimately fails them because this world is&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://google.com/search?q=finite+definition&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;finite&lt;/a&gt;. The Lord will never fail you though. God is not finite, He is infinite, never changing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7235150129123309897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/12/a-man-without-faith-by-richard-church.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/7235150129123309897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/7235150129123309897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/12/a-man-without-faith-by-richard-church.html' title='&quot;A Man Without Faith&quot; By Richard Church '/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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-1298176779177921665.post-3830418516878568846</id><published>2021-11-28T09:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2022-01-10T17:03:22.230-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems"/><title type='text'>&quot;All That&#39;s Past&quot;  By: Walter De La Mare </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Very old are the woods ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;And the buds that break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Out of the brier&#39;s boughs,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When March winds wake,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;So old with their beauty are-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Oh, no man knows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Through what wild centuries&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Roves back the rose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Very old are the books ;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;And the rills that rise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Where snow sleeps cold beneath&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The azure skies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sing such a history&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Of come and gone,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Their every drop is as wise&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;As Solomon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Very old are we men ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Our dreams are tales&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Told in dim Eden&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;By Eve&#39;s nightingales ;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We wake and whisper awhile,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;But, the day gone by,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Silence and sleep like fields&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Of amaranth lie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;If you haven&#39;t guessed, poetry is my favorite form of literature. It has so much freedom of expression and emotion in it, you can&#39;t help but feel the poets thoughts. I love how you can take the most simplest thing, like a flower or a beautiful spring day, and write about it as if it was magic from another land! It is sad to me that more people don&#39;t enjoy the simple pleasure of reading poetry. That is why I started this blog, so that more people can discover the joy of poetry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-Captured Thoughts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;This poem was published in 1981&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3830418516878568846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/11/all-thats-past-by-walter-de-la-mare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/3830418516878568846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/3830418516878568846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/11/all-thats-past-by-walter-de-la-mare.html' title='&quot;All That&#39;s Past&quot;  By: Walter De La Mare '/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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-1298176779177921665.post-2208967498414301602</id><published>2021-11-22T14:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2022-01-10T17:03:02.107-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems"/><title type='text'>&quot;Daffodils&quot; By: William Woodsworth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;I wandered lonely as a cloud&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;That floats on high o&#39;er vales and hills,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;When all at once I saw a crowd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;A host, of golden daffodils;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Beside the lake, beneath the trees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Continuous as the stars that shine&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;And twinkle on the milky way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;They stretched in never-ending line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Along the margin of the bay:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Ten thousand saw I at a glance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Tossing there heads in sprightly dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;The waves beside them danced, but they&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Outdid the sparkling waves in glee:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;A poet could not be but gay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;In such a jocund company:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;I gazed - and gazed - but little thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;What wealth the show to me had brought:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;For oft, when on my couch I lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;In vacant, or in pensive mood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;They flash upon that inward eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Which is the bliss of solitude;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;And then my heart with pleasure fills,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;And dances with the daffodils.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ✻✻✻✻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;I love this poem. I think people should pay more attention to the beauty around them especially the small things like the wild flowers that grow on the side of the road, the sun rising and setting, or how the water sparkles in the sunlight! I feel like people would be more happy this way!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;- Captured Thoughts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;This&amp;nbsp; poem was published in 1807.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2208967498414301602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/11/daffodils-by-william-woodsworth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/2208967498414301602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/2208967498414301602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/11/daffodils-by-william-woodsworth.html' title='&quot;Daffodils&quot; By: William Woodsworth'/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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-1298176779177921665.post-8000773314542233134</id><published>2021-11-15T11:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2021-11-15T11:39:33.022-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems"/><title type='text'>&quot;I Sit and Look Out&quot; By: Walt Whitman </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;I sit and look out upon all the sorrows of the world,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and upon all&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; oppression and shame;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;I hear secret convulsive sobs from young men at anguish with&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; themselves,&amp;nbsp;remorseful after deeds done;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;I see in low life the mother misused by her children,&amp;nbsp;dying,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;neglected, gaunt, desperate;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;I see the wife misused by her husband-I see the treacherous seducer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;of young women;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;I mark the rankling of jealousy and unrequited love attempted to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;hid-I see these sights on earth;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;I see the working battle, pestilence, tyranny-I see martyrs&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;and prisoners;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;I observe a famine at sea,&amp;nbsp;I observe the sailors casting lots&amp;nbsp;who&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; shall be kill&#39;d&amp;nbsp;to preserve the lives of the rest;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;I observe the slights and degradation cast by arrogant persons&amp;nbsp;upon&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;laborers,&amp;nbsp;the poor, and upon negroes, and the like;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;All these-All the meanness and agony without end&amp;nbsp;I sitting look&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;out upon,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;See, hear, and am silent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;- Walt Whitman&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ❉❉❉❉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;This poem really struck me because it is so easy to sit back and watch while others are struggling with their problems. Sometimes we don&#39;t know how to help, but more than often we don&#39;t take the initiative to help. I encourage you to be more observant of other&#39;s struggles and problems. While also being more observant of ways you can help. You never know how you can be a blessing to others!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ❉❉❉❉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;We also need to remember that just because someones &quot;social media life&quot; looks good doesn&#39;t mean that their reality is great and amazing. We need to be observant of people outside of social media because that is when we can help the most.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;❉❉❉❉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m not saying you have to fix everyone&#39;s life either. Some people just need a friend to stand by them and encourage them. I ask you to be that friend that so many people need!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;This poem was published in 1860&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8000773314542233134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/11/i-sit-and-look-out-by-walt-whitman.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/8000773314542233134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/8000773314542233134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/11/i-sit-and-look-out-by-walt-whitman.html' title='&quot;I Sit and Look Out&quot; By: Walt Whitman '/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298176779177921665.post-3004645476351942205</id><published>2021-03-09T21:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2021-03-09T21:55:43.289-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Quotes"/><title type='text'>A Quote from Adrian Rogers </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;It is better to be divided by truth than to be united in error. It is better to speak the truth that hurts then heals, than falsehood that comforts and then kills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - Adrian Rogers&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ❉❉❉❉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;So many people today don&#39;t speak the truth for fear that someone will be offended or mad. We see this especially in today&#39;s time, in politics, in religion and pretty much anything else. We need to live by the truth, no matter what others may think or believe, because someone will always be offended or mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;❉❉❉❉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Lies and deceit may comfort at the time but they will soon come back to bite you.&amp;nbsp;But what is the truth? Our world is so twisted and upside down that no one knows what to believe anymore. I believe truth is the Bible that comes from God.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Proverbs 12:19 says: Truthful lips endure forever, but a lying tongue lasts only a moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3004645476351942205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/03/a-quote-from-adrian-rogers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/3004645476351942205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/3004645476351942205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/03/a-quote-from-adrian-rogers.html' title='A Quote from Adrian Rogers '/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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-1298176779177921665.post-3043888544993918791</id><published>2021-03-02T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2021-03-02T14:17:07.604-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems"/><title type='text'>&quot;Today&quot; By: Billy Collins </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;If ever there were a spring day so perfect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;that it made you want to throw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;open all the windows in the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;and unlatch the door to the canary&#39;s cage,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;a day when the cool brick paths&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;and the garden bursting peonies&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;seemed so etched in sunlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;that you felt like taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;a hammer to the glass paperweight&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;on the living room end table,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;releasing the inhabitants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;from their snow-covered cottage&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;so they could walk out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;holding hands and squinting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;into this larger dome of blue and white,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;well, today is just that kind of day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - Billy Collins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ❉❉❉❉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;This poem was published in 2000.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3043888544993918791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/03/today-by-billy-collins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/3043888544993918791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/3043888544993918791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/03/today-by-billy-collins.html' title='&quot;Today&quot; By: Billy Collins '/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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-1298176779177921665.post-9049455312917599005</id><published>2021-02-23T14:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2021-02-23T14:25:51.957-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems"/><title type='text'>&quot;True Beauty&quot; By: Captured Thoughts </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Bury me in a field of flowers where&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;the aroma is sweet and the soil is deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Bury me by the trees of old so that we m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;ay exchange our wisdom from ages ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Bury me where the earth sings that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I may&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;hear the praises to my King.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Bury me in the west that I may see t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;he sun setting and the light at its best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Take me then from this world of mine,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;hat I may see true beauty in Thine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;For so little and fleeting is this place,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;nly He could have given me so much grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I now walk in glory from above, with nothing on my mind but singing and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;So hear me when I tell you this: nothing compares to Heavenly bliss.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - Captured Thoughts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;❉❉❉❉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;I wrote this poem not because I was sad or depressed, but because I wanted to show that death can be just as beautiful. Many have been afraid of death this past year, not wanting to die of COVID, or letting others die of it. I believe we should be careful around others. However, we should not live our lives in fear of what may, or may not happen. As Christian&#39;s, we need to trust that God has a plan for our lives, no matter what!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;In Jeremiah 29:11 it says: For I know the plans I have for you,&quot; declares the LORD, &quot;plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;❉❉❉❉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Very often we do not know what God&#39;s plan for our life is. Sometimes it&#39;s scary, but we always know that it is good. Even during the difficult times, when life seems at its worst, we can put our faith in God and grow from the experience.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;- Captured Thoughts&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9049455312917599005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/02/true-beauty-by-captured-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/9049455312917599005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/9049455312917599005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/02/true-beauty-by-captured-thoughts.html' title='&quot;True Beauty&quot; By: Captured Thoughts '/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298176779177921665.post-5596253909483608164</id><published>2021-02-16T16:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2021-02-18T11:58:46.107-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Quotes"/><title type='text'>A Lesson on History </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;span&gt;Those who don&#39;t know history are destined to repeat it&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;- Edmund Burke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ❉❉❉❉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&quot;The more you know about the past, the better prepared you are for the future.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;- Theodore Roosevelt&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ❉❉❉❉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Today is short quote day. So, I gave you two that I think are extremely important. There are so many people today, young and old, that don&#39;t know their history. For instance, did you know that &quot;Santa Clause&quot; was a real man who was a christian in the 4th-century? (&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Santa_Claus&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Santa History&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp;Also St. Patrick was a fifth-century Christian missionary and bishop from Ireland. (&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Patrick&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;St. Patrick History&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp;These are small examples but still important.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;No one tells you about the christian perspective on history. Everything is so secularized, even our holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;People wonder why our world is the way that it is. Well, this is why. Everyone is so busy screaming things that they don&#39;t fully understand. I know for some of us history can seem boring. However, if we took more time to understand the past and the people that came before us, then I believe we would be better prepared to speak about our beliefs and our future.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - Captured Thoughts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5596253909483608164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/02/a-lesson-on-history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/5596253909483608164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/5596253909483608164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/02/a-lesson-on-history.html' title='A Lesson on History '/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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-1298176779177921665.post-2095984336050299805</id><published>2021-02-09T00:00:00.180-05:00</published><updated>2021-02-10T14:47:03.369-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Quotes"/><title type='text'>A Quote from Uncle Tom&#39;s Cabin </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&quot;&#39;If this world were all, George,&quot;&#39; said Simeon &quot;&#39;Thee might, indeed ask, where is the Lord? But it is often those who have least of all in this life whom He chooseth for the&amp;nbsp; kingdom.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Put&amp;nbsp;thy trust in Him, and, no matter what befalls thee here, He will make right hereafter.&quot;&#39;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;- Uncle Tom&#39;s Cabin&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;❉❉❉❉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;This quote really stuck out to me when reading &lt;i&gt;Uncle Tom&#39;s Cabin. &lt;/i&gt;During the&amp;nbsp; book&amp;nbsp;George has a hard time seeing what God is doing in his life and why He is letting him go through all these trials. I love how Simeon replies with&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&quot;&#39;no matter what befalls thee here, He will make right hereafter.&#39;&quot;&lt;/i&gt;! So many times we get caught up in our own life and struggles that we forget that God has a plan for our life even during the difficult times. If we believe in Christ and believe we will go to heaven, then the toils of this world mean nothing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt; ❉❉❉❉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;George has such a great character development in this story. I love how he goes from someone who don&#39;t know the Lord, to being a man who strives to serve the Lord! You really see his struggles and what he goes through but in the end he comes to know the Lord and starts to trust in Him!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;❉❉❉❉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I honestly can&#39;t tell you how good the book &lt;i&gt;Uncle Tom&#39;s Cabin&lt;/i&gt; is! The book is set before the American civil war when slavery was normal. The main character is Uncle Tom, even though I focused on one of the side characters, George. It talks about what slavery was really like, the good and the bad. I learned a lot from this book and I highly recommend it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;The book was published in 1852 by Bantam Classic and written by Harriet Beecher Stowe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2095984336050299805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/02/a-quote-from-uncle-toms-cabin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/2095984336050299805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/2095984336050299805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/02/a-quote-from-uncle-toms-cabin.html' title='A Quote from Uncle Tom&#39;s Cabin '/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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-1298176779177921665.post-4407362330882906521</id><published>2021-02-02T14:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2021-02-02T14:44:55.257-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Quotes"/><title type='text'>A Quote from Laura Ingalls Wilder </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&quot;The real things haven&#39;t changed. It is still best to be honest and truthful; to make the most of what we have; to be happy with simple pleasures; and courage when things go wrong.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - Laura Ingalls Wilder&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;❋❋❋❋&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I believe this quote is definitely something we all should be striving for! You see so many people being deceitful, being greedy, and not enjoying the simple pleasures of life. Everyone is so caught up in their own agendas, their own plans, and their own wishes that no one looks at the beauty of life. When things go wrong and their plans don&#39;t work out, their worlds crumble to dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We need to learn to enjoy the simple things in life. When things don&#39;t go as planned we need to take a step back, have a little courage, pray, and go on with our life. I know it is easier to say than to do, especially when it feels like everything is falling around you. But I believe if we strive to live like this then we will be much happier!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - Captured Thoughts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4407362330882906521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/02/a-quote-from-laura-ingalls-wilder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/4407362330882906521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/4407362330882906521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/02/a-quote-from-laura-ingalls-wilder.html' title='A Quote from Laura Ingalls Wilder '/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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-1298176779177921665.post-121610348751511067</id><published>2021-01-26T14:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2021-01-26T14:27:38.063-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems"/><title type='text'>&quot;Worth While&quot; By: Ella Wheeler Wilcox </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;It Is Easy Enough to be pleasant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;When life flows by like a song,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;But the man worth while is one who will smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;When everything goes dead wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;For the test of the heart is trouble,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;And it always comes with the years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; And the smile that is worth the praises of earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Is the smile that shines through tears.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;It is easy enough to be prudent,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;When nothing tempts you to stray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;When without or within no voice of sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Is luring your soul away;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;But it&#39;s only a negative virtue&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Until it is tried by fire,&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; And the life that is worth the honor on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Is the one that resists desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;By the cynic, the sad, the fallen,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Who had no strength for the strife,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The world&#39;s highway is cumbered to-day;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;They make up the sum of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; But the virtue that conquers passion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; And the sorrow that hides in a smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; It is these that are worth the homage on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;For we find them but once in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - Ella Wheeler Wilcox&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;This poem was found in the book,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-size: large; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Best Loved Poems Of The American People, selected by: Hazel Felleman. The book was published in 1936. Although, I&#39;m not sure when the poem was first published.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&quot;Worth While&quot; &lt;/i&gt;is one of my favorite poems. I love how Ella Wheeler Wilcox brings out that being prudent while life is easy isn&#39;t enough. You must be prudent when life is hard. It&#39;s only when you are tempted that your true character shines. We all have choices in life. We must not choose temptation. We must resist desire because those that choose to be prudent even when life is hard are the one&#39;s that are worth while!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I also encourage you to be a good example and to let your light shine before others because people are watching you, even if you don&#39;t realize it. They watch to see how you handle certain situations, whether you&#39;re going to let temptation in, or resist. In all circumstances, you are an example to others, good or bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I want to point out as well that we have the choice be joyful during our trials and tribulations and we have the choice to be down and depressed. I encourage you to choose joy because being down and depressed helps no one. It only hurts yourself. I will say, however, that there is a time and place for everything. You can cry when you are sad, but you don&#39;t need to let that time of sadness run your life. You need to move on and focus on the joy in your life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;This are my thoughts on this poem. I hope you liked it and got something out of it as well!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Captured Thoughts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/121610348751511067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/01/worth-while-by-ella-wheeler-wilcox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/121610348751511067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/121610348751511067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/01/worth-while-by-ella-wheeler-wilcox.html' title='&quot;Worth While&quot; By: Ella Wheeler Wilcox '/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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-1298176779177921665.post-3780823238076565589</id><published>2021-01-19T21:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2021-01-28T10:18:52.116-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems"/><title type='text'>&quot;The Thinker,&quot; By: Berton Braley </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Back of the beating hammer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; By which the steel is wrought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Back of the workshop&#39;s clamor&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The seeker may find the Thought-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The Thought that is ever master&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Of iron and steam and steel,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;That rises above disaster&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;And tramples it under heel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The drudge may fret and tinker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Or labor with lusty blows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;But back of him stands the Thinker,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The clear-eyed man who knows;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;For into each plow or saber,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Each piece and part and whole,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Must go the Brains of Labor,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Which gives the work a soul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Back of the motors humming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Back of the bells that sing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Back of the hammers drumming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Back of the cranes that swing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; There is the eye which scans them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Watching through stress and strain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; There is the Mind which plans them-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Back the brawn, the Brain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Might of the roaring boiler,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Force of the engine&#39;s thrust,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Strength of the sweating toiler-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Greatly in these we trust.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;But back of them stands the schemer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The Thinker who drives things through;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Back of the Job- the dreamer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Who&#39;s making the dream come true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; - Berton Braley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; I&#39;m not exactly sure when this poem was first published. I read it in one of my favorite books,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Best Loved Poems of the American People, s&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;elected by: Hazel Felleman.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; I always had a love for poetry and think it is something that is going out of style in today&#39;s literature. I decided to share some of my favorite poetry with you, along with some of my own that I have written. I hope you enjoy this as much as I have!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3780823238076565589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/01/the-thinker-by-berton-braley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/3780823238076565589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298176779177921665/posts/default/3780823238076565589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://capturedthoughtsoflife.blogspot.com/2021/01/the-thinker-by-berton-braley.html' title='&quot;The Thinker,&quot; By: Berton Braley '/><author><name>Captured Thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03197107922421780002</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></feed>