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		<title>White-Out</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[Schools close; kids cheer. Nature dons a turbid cloak. The sky&#8217;s roof drops, reaching for the treetops. God whispers to the angels, who open their aprons toward the earth. A thick curtain of flakes cover both life and death. A swaying screen sweeps away color, defuses light, disturbed only by a soft wind slanting the [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Particles of Hope</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2007 12:35:53 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[If I were an Angel, with Angel power I&#8217;d sweep through Heaven this very hour. I&#8217;d tap each soul and quickly bring their songs to earth within my wings. I&#8217;d collect their joy in one giant gust and sprinkle it out like fairy dust on all who wait and long for a glance of their [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Color of Autumn</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2007 22:44:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I lie on the grass, still green and soft as a featherbed underneath, lift my eyes upward to the sky and feast on robin&#8217;s-egg blue and bleached cotton candy. Miniature butterflies drink the last drops of nectar from faded blossoms. Tiny yellow wings fan the heated air while leaves drift to land softly on my [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Emerald Fields</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2007 22:30:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[(May Birthstone—Emeralds) On May 2nd, I attempted to enter the world, feet first. To save both my mother and myself, the Midwife reached cruel hands inside and flipped me over. My lack of cries, a clue not understood. Nighttime seizures, memory lapses as a child Pills for Epilepsy prescribed and normal life restored. Thirty years [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Home Remedy</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 09 Jun 2007 23:05:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Banished to the front porch brother, sister and I lay dispirited on quilt pallets our knees drawn up to meet chins spewing forth to the ground the meager contents of our aching stomachs. Mom called it Summer Complaint. She took her third arm, the garden hoe, into the woods. The roots, scrubbed and boiled imparted [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Birthday Cake</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2007 22:52:11 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m happy and contented And feel like I could burst Cause when they passed the cake I got my mitts in first Some call me a glutton Others say I&#8217;m greedy Actually I&#8217;m just smart Energetic and speedy Now I&#8217;ll just lie here quietly And dream of days ahead When all I have to do [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>A Loyal Friend is a Strong Defense</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Mar 2007 16:32:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Just sitting under my umbrella chatting with a friend Sharing a precious moment not wanting it to end Soon the rain will fall my friend will go his way But with me will remain the memory of this day. Life is full of many things each day brings something new The umbre1la against the rain [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>A New Day</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Mar 2007 02:24:41 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[A wonderful gift Our Father gives us In his infinite grace: Each new day begins By his boundless mercy With a brand new slate. Yesterday is gone; Is but a memory… Hopes left unfulfilled Dreams unsatisfied Plans not realized The time seems wasted now. But today is mine To plan again Hope restored Strength renewed [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Hands</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 04:27:48 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Hands are made for getting dirty When bicycle chains are loose Or for clasping, after a quarrel When friends decide to call a truce. Hands are made for soothing a brow When baby sister is ill For holding brother’s hand on walks Or bringing Mother a headache pill. Hands are made for brushing teeth Combing [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
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		<title>Welcome to my journal</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2007 15:50:29 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I am going to use this journal to display a daily poem or a writing project.]]></description>
		
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