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			<title><![CDATA[ LOVE AND MARRIAGE ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>Faithfulness and trust equals love.
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Just like Love is a dove.
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Be kind, gentle and true,
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Your days and nights will not be blue.
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Your life together is what you make of it.
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But if you are unfaithful with lust, it will be a pit.
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You have to put Love first in your life.
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Then your marriage will not be a strife.
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When you are honest with one another, there is no guilt.
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But if you are not, your marriage will wilt.
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Marriage is till death do they... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ LIFE'S BLESSINGS ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>One day while out in his wheelchair, he was busy doing his thing,
<br>
He heard a person say something that, in his ears still rings.
<br>
<br>
The comment that was said was, oh what a poor, poor man,
<br>
He has a bad life because he can&#39;t do everything that he can.
<br>
<br>
Now that&#39;s not entirely true, he&#39;s alive and being all he can be,
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For on that day he saw a man with eyes who could not see.
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He then saw another person with no legs and he could not walk,... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ WASTE CANS ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>Thousands of times
<br>
Over and over again
<br>
Expressing his heart and mind
<br>
Staying out of the summer rain
<br>
<br>
Writing his feelings over and over
<br>
He Loves You, once again
<br>
Constantly, writing how he loves her
<br>
Thinking of her eases his hardest pains
<br>
<br>
Something stings his hands
<br>
He loves her so much
<br>
Yet, these letters end up in waste cans
<br>
Cause, they can&#39;t feel her soft touch
<br>
<br>
A letter is not the answer
<br>
To face her in open... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ LOVE UPON HER THRONE ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>Princess in his visions,
<br>
Goddess of his dreams,
<br>
His heart doesn&#39;t weep such loneliness,
<br>
His soul cries out for thee,
<br>
Thine eyes are filled with beauty,
<br>
Thine heart with purest gold,
<br>
Embrace him gentle spirit,
<br>
His queen of love upon her throne,
<br>
Awaken sleeping angel!
<br>
Behold a love so real!
<br>
Enticed by flames of passion,
<br>
Enthralled by what ye feel,
<br>
The light of love shines in thee,
<br>
It shall flourish and abound,
<br>
He... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 11:31:23 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ A NEW SOUND MIND ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>She is a consumer in a living hell but now she feels almost well.
<br>
She is manic-depressed Bi-Polar you see--it&#39;s her, damn it, it&#39;s her.
<br>
She takes pills, pills, pills. Thank Love there&#39;s Medicare for bills.
<br>
There&#39;s still lots of stigma. Too bad for enigma.
<br>
But there will come a day when she&#39;ll rise up and drinketh from the cup.
<br>
Just you wait and see powers that be.</h2> ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2009 14:05:27 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ DREAMS OF FALSE HOPE ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>By chance, where are you?
<br>
He always hears a call
<br>
After looking so much,
<br>
Not even a glimpse of a person.
<br>
<br>
There are many insisting messages
<br>
That hide in the mystery,
<br>
That&#39;s why he doesn&#39;t know from where
<br>
The voices come traveling.
<br>
<br>
What shall he do if they persist?...
<br>
Must support them like a torment,
<br>
Is it her on the whisper from the wind
<br>
What deliriously he hears?...
<br>
<br>
Someone waking him up whispers,
<br>
Your... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ ETERNAL THANKS ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>ETERNAL THANKS--Are for Those that Trust their living
<br>
Into LOVE&#39;S Loving hands, The Wise have given
<br>
Only Fools would try facing Life alone
<br>
LOVE&#39;S second coming in their heart has shown
<br>
The joy of The LORD--Must be their strength
<br>
The World can&#39;t fill HIS part
<br>
Better to be NEVER born, &amp; Not ask LOVE In their heart
<br>
Every day is Christmas, When They offer LOVE their Thanks
<br>
As Heaven is only for, so few that knew LOVE&#39;S ranks
<br>
To... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sun, 18 Jan 2009 12:36:26 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ GERIATRIC TOWER ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>To be overwhelmed by its
<br>
Architectural beauty, Landscaping
<br>
Perfect in perspective, and
<br>
The coruscate off metal trim.
<br>
<br>
As to enter the foyer you
<br>
May notice that a beautiful
<br>
Rose has painful thorns.
<br>
Glare only to see white-haired
<br>
Bodies ambulate as if invisible
<br>
Chains were tight in place.
<br>
<br>
Observe grandmothers hitch-
<br>
Hiking in chariots awaiting
<br>
Their destiny to Love above.
<br>
Encounter the aroma of loneliness.
<br>
<br>... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ FLOWERS ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <p><strong><font size="5">I</font></strong></p>

<p><br>
Flowers sway side to side,
<br>
Like dancers twirling in the snow,
<br>
They flow along in the grass,
<br>
Like a log in chilled water.
<br>
The new blooms in the flowers
<br>
Are so small, they look like tiny peas.
<br>
The tulip petals fly off in the wind,
<br>
Swirling in the air,
<br>
Like geese flying south.
<br>
Then they die, shriveled and withered,
<br>
Like a sick man so small in a bed.
<br>
When she walks, her footsteps crunch... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ ECHO OF FAITH #3293 ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>Evolution, The Bible
<br>
Messages from LOVE
<br>
In Words and Excavations
<br>
PROOF OF HIS POWERS TO CREATE
<br>
FROM NOTHINGNESS MAN AND NATURE
<br>
<br>
CAVES AND SKYSCRAPERS
<br>
RAFTS AND AIRCRAFT CARRIERS
<br>
ARROWS AND ATOMIC BOMBS
<br>
BIRDS AND SPACE SHIPS
<br>
APES AND MEN
<br>
<br>
PROGRESSIVE EXPERIMENTS
<br>
CREATIVITY, INSPIRATION
<br>
TRANSCENDENTAL MEDITATION
<br>
SUBLIMATION OF DESIRE TO
<br>
A HIGHER PLANE OF
<br>
BEING, BECOMING, ATTAINING
<br>
TO THE SUMMIT OF THE... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ THANK YOU FOR THE BEST ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>In fleeting moments of the mind
<br>
They drift to places calm
<br>
To hide themselves from their lives
<br>
Preventing pain and harm
<br>
<br>
But Love sees them inside themselves
<br>
And watches tenderly
<br>
Protecting them from mortal hell
<br>
He guards their minds--they&#39;re free
<br>
<br>
He gives them truth and blesses them
<br>
He watches from above
<br>
He gave them gifts of loyalty
<br>
And families they can love
<br>
<br>
She thanks you Lord for blessing them
<br>
She... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ THE PEN ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>She bowed down in the presence of her mighty Love and King,
<br>
Her tears overflowing to bathe His once-pierced feet;
<br>
In humility and thankfulness she worshiped her Savior there,
<br>
His precious shed blood had brought down Satan&#39;s defeat.
<br>
<br>
Her Lord arrayed in kingly robes upon His golden throne,
<br>
With the brilliance of a rainbow &#39;round about Him there,
<br>
Reached out His nail-scarred hand and beckoned unto her,
<br>
Welcome home, My child...there will be no... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ TURN AROUND ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>Turn around and Look and See just where the Lord has led
<br>
Cast your eyes upon the Footsteps that you and she did tread
<br>
Hear again the Vows they made that Blessed day when they began
<br>
O remember it like yesterday, Her Only Gentle Man
<br>
<br>
There were Flowered Trails and Fiery Trails
<br>
He led them straight on through
<br>
Made Brighter by this company He shared with her and you
<br>
<br>
There&#39;s a Heartborn place His Word did trace
<br>
Where the Little Ones could... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2008 13:31:14 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ THE STORY OF NOAH'S ARK ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>Love said to Noah, &quot;The people on earth are acting bad, and that makes Me feel very sad.
<br>
So build an ark, made out of wood and bark, and I will guide animals into it.&quot;
<br>
So Noah built an ark, made out of wood and bark, just as Love commanded.
<br>
First he saw two elephants, that&#39;s a pair. Then he saw two big, brown bears.
<br>
Animals kept on coming in twos. Look! There&#39;s two moose.
<br>
Soon the ark was full. Wait! Here comes a late cow and bull.
<br>
So that... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ TO CYNTHIA ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>A candle lit by Love
<br>
You are,
<br>
To brighten his soulish night
<br>
A star,
<br>
To lighten his spirit&#39;s flight
<br>
Afar,
<br>
To a land he hopes to attain.
<br>
<br>
Your smile quickens the tears
<br>
He shed,
<br>
Your kisses woo his heart
<br>
From dread,
<br>
Your love protects from evil
<br>
His head,
<br>
And affirms his will to sustain.</h2> ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ NEIGHBORS ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>Neighbors are the kind
<br>
Of folk, they see most
<br>
Every day.
<br>
<br>
With a hearty handshake,
<br>
A wave, or a smile, they
<br>
Pass them on their way.
<br>
<br>
Neighbors are the kind
<br>
Of folk, who help when
<br>
There&#39;s a need.
<br>
<br>
They&#39;ll give advice, and
<br>
Offer a job, and will
<br>
Your garden weed.
<br>
<br>
Neighbors are the kind
<br>
Of folk, Love gave to
<br>
You, and her.
<br>
<br>
So that, they could see
<br>
His love in action,
<br>
And neighbors... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ THE CAT LADIES OF CENTRE STREET ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>He knows two ladies you&#39;ll never want to meet,
<br>
They&#39;re the &quot;cat ladies&quot; of Centre Street!
<br>
They have cats here, and cats there,
<br>
They have cats almost everywhere!
<br>
Cleanliness is a virtue, but not to these two,
<br>
The baths they have taken are entirely too few!
<br>
They dress in clothing that&#39;s been sprayed by each pet,
<br>
An odor more foul has never been met!
<br>
Each day that he sees these ladies, he prays to Love above,
<br>
Please help... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ NINETY-THREE YEARS--OR MORE? ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>When she was born May 9, 1915--
<br>
Her Mom and Dad, now had four girls--quite a team--
<br>
(1918 they moved to Chicago--another girl and boy joined the team)
<br>
<br>
When she was ten--they moved to Mt. Prospect--
<br>
And in &#39;33 to Barrington, a town of respect--
<br>
<br>
When she was married the year was forty--
<br>
They had a boy and girl born--Oh Lordy!
<br>
<br>
When she was going on fifty--
<br>
Things moved along &quot;nifty&quot;
<br>
<br>
When in 1964 the marriage... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ ALONE... ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>Another day lost
<br>
Among the pages
<br>
In the book of life.
<br>
The book is filled
<br>
With many empty pages--
<br>
Days forever gone,
<br>
Not worthy of recall.
<br>
Wasteful, tragic, true...
<br>
Not all pages are empty
<br>
Thank Love, a treasured few
<br>
Are filled with meaning--
<br>
These can be read
<br>
Again, pleasant trip
<br>
Down memory lane.
<br>
When the book is closed
<br>
The memories die--
<br>
They know not why.</h2> ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ HER GIRL ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <h2>What is it that she likes about her girl the best?!
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Is it that she&#39;s from the South,
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And not the West?
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Is it that she&#39;s almost 6 feet tall
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With a sunny smile, and a hearty hello, y&#39;all?
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Is it her velvet voice quality--
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One sacked in soul and solemnity?
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Is it her walk and moving parts
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That turns her head and beats her heart?
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Is it her pizzaz and passion too
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That causes her to continue to pursue
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Her love, beauty, brains and... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Mon, 24 Nov 2008 13:48:18 GMT</pubDate>
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