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for a strong oak tree he wanted to grow
But only One knew what that tree
in the future, was going to be.

God cared for it, sent rain and sun.
The tree didn't know...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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HELP ME GET THROUGHT THIS DAY

HELP ME ALSO TO BE HUMBLE

PICK ME UP WHEN I MAY STUMBLE

TAKE TEMPTATION FROM MY SIGHT

OUTSHINE EVIL WITH YOUR LIGHT

I BEG OF YOU IN...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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While danger's on the shore
Death the cost of freedom
Your life is worth much more

A boat rests on the river
You can leave or get in
But what the cost of freedom
What is...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/smcpoetry/~4/w_argj7Q7wk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://smcpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/be-by-venus-davis.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>ANGELS   by  Cathy McGinnis</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/smcpoetry/~3/CBKWH1v2ELY/angels-by-cathy-mcginnis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cathy McGinnis)</author><pubDate>Sun, 06 Jan 2008 12:15:35 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368375256919214951.post-2521442358204722437</guid><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-06T12:15:35.398-08:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBr6QpnFoiA/R4E22o9VPwI/AAAAAAAAABA/SL47XYnj7Mw/s72-c/ANGEL.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>"Mama, what's an angel?" Billy said
While on his pillow, he laid his head
"I pray for things I cannot see,
To keep their watch-care over me."
His mother thought, gave her reply,
"I'm not sure, but,...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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They'd show to me the love I'd found
From my mouth would be a gentle word
Instead of all the pain you heard

God has helped me to see your pain
I pray your trust...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/smcpoetry/~4/_JiE5U-i-48" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://smcpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/hands-of-time_05.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>THE MIRACLE OF CHRISTMAS</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/smcpoetry/~3/4Jzfcs7itk4/miracle-of-christmas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cathy McGinnis)</author><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jan 2008 10:33:26 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368375256919214951.post-334406775576887341</guid><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-05T10:33:26.090-08:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>( Author Unknown)

IT STARTED WITH MARY, SO HUMBLE AND MILD
WITH THE HEART OF A WOMAN AND THE FAITH OF A CHILD
SHE ROSE ABOVE ANYTHING SHE MIGH HAVE FEARD
TO ANSWER “AME” WHEN THE ANGLE APPEARED

AND...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/smcpoetry/~4/4Jzfcs7itk4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://smcpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/miracle-of-christmas.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>THE STRANGER  by  C McGinnis</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/smcpoetry/~3/_REaeDV3VO0/stranger-by-c-mcginnis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cathy McGinnis)</author><pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 16:37:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368375256919214951.post-1075987220412846828</guid><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-11-18T16:37:00.491-08:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>A stranger knocked on my door today
He said, "Follow me, I am the Way."
The words He spoke took me by surprise
As I glanced into his sad, dark eyes.
I answered him, to his weathered face,
"Sorry,...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=OEztF53G"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=41" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=fFJP9FaF"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=fFJP9FaF" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=XzMWb6t8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=52" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=7dzwMaFH"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=7dzwMaFH" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=0ltq9fMe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=42" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=rSDKlBAH"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=rSDKlBAH" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/smcpoetry/~4/_REaeDV3VO0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://smcpoetry.blogspot.com/2007/11/stranger-by-c-mcginnis.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>FUTURE  by Mike Watts</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/smcpoetry/~3/78EXfv_xXVA/future-by-mike-watts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cathy McGinnis)</author><pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 13:18:55 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368375256919214951.post-2388883917336388995</guid><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-11-18T13:18:55.476-08:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>Through you it came
As a cloud holds water until it is time for it to rain
It was time to restore the sun-scorched land
Perfect in very way just as only He could have planned

The cloudy skies gave...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=71xEUjym"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=41" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=qxQWhm8s"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=qxQWhm8s" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=hzB5aVnN"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=52" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=8Wu9x2Kn"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=8Wu9x2Kn" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=pcSTWi8H"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=42" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=63CK4Q0h"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=63CK4Q0h" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/smcpoetry/~4/78EXfv_xXVA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://smcpoetry.blogspot.com/2007/11/future-by-mike-watts.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>SOME SAT IN DARKNESS  by C McGinnis</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/smcpoetry/~3/jHXom_pgYjc/some-sat-in-darkness-by-c-mcginnis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cathy McGinnis)</author><pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 16:37:36 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368375256919214951.post-536944911081706794</guid><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-11-18T16:37:36.546-08:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>SOME SAT IN DARKNESS AND GLOOM SO DEEP
THEIR HEARTS WERE HARD AND THEY DID WEEP
PRISONERS THEY WERE CHAINED TO THEIR LIFE
THEY CRIED TO GOD TO RELIEVE THEIR STRIFE

HE SAW THEIR PAIN AND HEARD THEIR...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=ZX3pgxth"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=41" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=QeKnWohv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=QeKnWohv" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=O0Q5PZuk"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=52" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=6iM7Op2i"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=6iM7Op2i" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=OuSdVrD9"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=42" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=5lIvSsRh"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=5lIvSsRh" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/smcpoetry/~4/jHXom_pgYjc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://smcpoetry.blogspot.com/2007/11/some-sat-in-darkness-by-c-mcginnis.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>GOD'S GARDEN  by  Lance Mattoon</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/smcpoetry/~3/Vcq2FCbEOT8/gods-garden-by-lance-mattoon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cathy McGinnis)</author><pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2007 22:18:52 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368375256919214951.post-1662054858137654820</guid><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-12-27T22:18:52.528-08:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>When we plant a garden, we don't plant just one kind
of flower and just one color

This is true also of God's Garden.  He has planted the seed
for many shapes and colors to bloom.

In our garden, the...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=1kjmUwgy"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=41" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=zPJQFXth"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=zPJQFXth" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=P3b6vr1B"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=52" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=C8P1XHGT"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=C8P1XHGT" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=tjsSJpC5"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=42" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=mYR8S4XI"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=mYR8S4XI" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/smcpoetry/~4/Vcq2FCbEOT8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://smcpoetry.blogspot.com/2007/11/gods-garden-by-lance-mattoon.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>THE SECOND MILE  by C McGinnis</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/smcpoetry/~3/SEKcTu_3gjo/second-mile-by-c-mcginnis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cathy McGinnis)</author><pubDate>Sun, 06 Jan 2008 12:46:12 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368375256919214951.post-8417764344128196736</guid><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-06T12:46:12.686-08:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>Has anyone ever asked of you
To go the extra mile
And your answer to them is “ I’d be glad to”
But you’re thinking “ in a while”

How many times have you needed a friend
For someone to lend you a...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=6gaLavUr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=41" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=NEkIfFFF"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=NEkIfFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=to3X7V11"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=52" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=1I1J24PS"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=1I1J24PS" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=pPJJA7z2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=42" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=BWtAS6Ek"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=BWtAS6Ek" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/smcpoetry/~4/SEKcTu_3gjo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://smcpoetry.blogspot.com/2007/11/second-mile-by-c-mcginnis.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>IF YOU ONLY KNEW by Christine Daniels</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/smcpoetry/~3/mQP5qLIxeVw/if-you-only-knew-by-christine-daniels.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cathy McGinnis)</author><pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 19:30:11 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368375256919214951.post-1008558750596581030</guid><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-11-16T19:30:11.623-08:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>I DON'T HAVE MUCH MONEY,
MATERIAL GOODS, A BIG HOUSE
OR A FANCY CAR

BUT!  IF YOU ONLY KNEW
I HAVE MUCH MORE................

MY EXTERIOR DOES NOT REPRESENT
MY INTERIOR
THEREFORE, I AM NOT...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=xF27C6Ok"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=41" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=Mp9qPTJn"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=Mp9qPTJn" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=K3a4AuSI"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=52" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=vuZZxFUy"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=vuZZxFUy" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=ZRN1MFBV"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=42" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=ReoPdeAG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=ReoPdeAG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/smcpoetry/~4/mQP5qLIxeVw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://smcpoetry.blogspot.com/2007/11/if-you-only-knew-by-christine-daniels.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>LET US KEEP CHRISTMAS by  C McGinnis</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/smcpoetry/~3/vOsVbci4BG8/let-us-keep-christmas-by-c-mcginnis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cathy McGinnis)</author><pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2007 22:16:41 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368375256919214951.post-6154458333629919769</guid><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-12-27T22:16:41.817-08:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>Let us keep Christmas, may its meaning never end
Keeping love eternal for those whom we call friend

Let us keep Christmas, the happiness, good will
And everyone takes time an empty life to...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=USlRkX1i"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=41" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=acmuYAMA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=acmuYAMA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=zkhzOYKY"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=52" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=ftiwAnbs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=ftiwAnbs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=XMvjs7Pm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=42" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=ETXmzXtn"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=ETXmzXtn" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/smcpoetry/~4/vOsVbci4BG8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://smcpoetry.blogspot.com/2007/11/let-us-keep-christmas-by-c-mcginnis.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>LOVE LIKE WATER  by Victoria Powell</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/smcpoetry/~3/-A0I-KPJQnA/love-like-water-by-victoria-powell.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cathy McGinnis)</author><pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2007 22:17:29 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368375256919214951.post-6983630634001611397</guid><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-12-27T22:17:29.919-08:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>Love was not meant for rationing
it soars above the trickle you eek out
You send a shallow stream to a dessert,
A drop to the needy.

Love like that could cause a stampede
Empty hands cupped for a...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=0A9ORQXR"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=41" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=EmFYvK9F"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=EmFYvK9F" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=pPXggaiX"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=52" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=k31rOqya"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=k31rOqya" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=N48r2ucL"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=42" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=ZF0hQAot"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=ZF0hQAot" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/smcpoetry/~4/-A0I-KPJQnA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://smcpoetry.blogspot.com/2007/11/love-like-water-by-victoria-powell.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>REALITIES  by  Prince Askekor Glade</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/smcpoetry/~3/keZHYZiBlH0/realities-by-prince-askekor-glade.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cathy McGinnis)</author><pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 19:14:13 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368375256919214951.post-1195941077414903934</guid><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-11-16T19:14:13.153-08:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>WHEN A MAN'S DREAMS COME TO REALITY
HIS LIE IS BEYOND UNDERSTANDING
HE SITS AND THINKS ABOUT HIS PAST
AND WONDERS HOW HIS LIFE BECAME A SUCCESS
HIS VISION SPREADS LIKE A FLAMING FIRE
WITH LOTS OF...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=Qafz6AWb"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=41" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=65ZVcME1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=65ZVcME1" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=m5fBnpYy"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=52" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=ByyDivPv"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=ByyDivPv" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=qpM142G9"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?d=42" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?a=UDGojAqG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~f/smcpoetry?i=UDGojAqG" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/smcpoetry/~4/keZHYZiBlH0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://smcpoetry.blogspot.com/2007/11/realities-by-prince-askekor-glade.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>THE TRUTH  by  C McGinnis</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/smcpoetry/~3/l44FoH-yPbs/truth-by-c-mcginnis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Cathy McGinnis)</author><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jan 2008 14:27:31 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368375256919214951.post-2063475026218486356</guid><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-05T14:27:31.507-08:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><description>THE TRUTH WILL SET YOU FREE
THE TRUTH WILL SET YOU FREE
JESUS IS THE TRUTH
AND HE WILL SET YOU FREE

MY WHOLE LIFE WAS A LIE
I LIVED MY LIFE IN SIN
THE WORLD TAUGHT ME HOW TO LIVE
TO THE DEVIL I GAVE...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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IT IS AN AGE OLD STORY
WHY DID HE START FROM LOWLY BIRTH
TO LEAVE IN GOD'S OWN GLORY

WHY DID HE COME TO LIVE WITH MAN
AND SUFFER ALL THE PAIN
YET KNEW OUR...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I PRAYED, "MY GOD, ARE YOU REALLY THERE?"
MY HOPES AND FEARS WERE ON MY MIND
COULD THE ANSWER BE HARD TO FIND
MY PROBLEMS WERE MUCH WORSE TODAY
THAN THEY HAD BEEN...&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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