<?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: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-20536535</id><updated>2012-02-12T09:10:20.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem a Day</title><subtitle type='html'>I thought it might be fun to share a poem a day-sometimes more.
Perhaps you will find something you are looking for.


Thena</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>247</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-8340591115892938119</id><published>2012-02-12T09:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T09:10:20.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got to Praise Him!</title><content type='html'>Off to church this morning&lt;br /&gt;I've got to praise the Lord&lt;br /&gt;He has given me so many blessings&lt;br /&gt;And promises a Heavenly reward&lt;br /&gt;For all of those who love Him&lt;br /&gt;And seek to do His will&lt;br /&gt;That is why I praise His Name&lt;br /&gt;And why I always will.&lt;br /&gt;He saved me from the depths of sin&lt;br /&gt;Sent His Son to die for me&lt;br /&gt;So many years ago&lt;br /&gt;On that awful, horrible tree&lt;br /&gt;And takes the time to show His love&lt;br /&gt;For the likes of you and me.&lt;br /&gt;That's why have to praise Him&lt;br /&gt;And will forevermore&lt;br /&gt;He is the one died for me-&lt;br /&gt;And the One I'm living for!&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-8340591115892938119?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8340591115892938119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=8340591115892938119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/8340591115892938119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/8340591115892938119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2012/02/got-to-praise-him.html' title='Got to Praise Him!'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-3087364559986715375</id><published>2012-02-11T13:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T13:26:59.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>Procrastination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awoke on Monday&lt;br /&gt;With a poem about procrastination&lt;br /&gt;Filling up the brain space in my head&lt;br /&gt;But since it was early-I went back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday would be soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;To write, I would not forget,&lt;br /&gt;But when Wednesday came around&lt;br /&gt;I had not written it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, I postponed it,&lt;br /&gt;I put off the little task&lt;br /&gt;And when Friday came around&lt;br /&gt;(Do you really have to ask?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Saturday&lt;br /&gt;And to define procrastination&lt;br /&gt;In a few chosen lines of verse&lt;br /&gt;Is the choice for me to do&lt;br /&gt;Without taking time to rehearse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more avoiding the challenge,&lt;br /&gt;No more deferring it in any way&lt;br /&gt;I will do this thing-&lt;br /&gt;And not wait another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, it has been so long&lt;br /&gt;Since I recorded my intention&lt;br /&gt;That I seem to have forgotten&lt;br /&gt;The actual definition!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-3087364559986715375?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-6701622047360965011</id><published>2012-02-04T15:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T15:57:59.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Gifts</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when I feel that I am lacking&lt;br /&gt;In the ability to use God given skill&lt;br /&gt;I pray and ask Him to guide me&lt;br /&gt;And keep me in His will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times when I feel discouraged&lt;br /&gt;And think perhaps my brain is too small;&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded that God doesn't play favorites&lt;br /&gt;And wants to bless us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does give us each different gifts&lt;br /&gt;Different talents and ability.&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to use to its utmost&lt;br /&gt;The ones He chose for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask Him to not let me be discouraged&lt;br /&gt;Or covet someone else's gift instead&lt;br /&gt;But to let me be a blessing using my gift&lt;br /&gt;As by our Creator I am led.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust in God to bless your life&lt;br /&gt;As you look to Him each day&lt;br /&gt;And He will increase your gifts&lt;br /&gt;As you seek His will and pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has not forgotten you&lt;br /&gt;Nor kept back forgiveness for any frailty&lt;br /&gt;But surrounds you each day with love&lt;br /&gt;Helping to make you what He knows you can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-6701622047360965011?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6701622047360965011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=6701622047360965011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/6701622047360965011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/6701622047360965011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2012/02/our-gifts.html' title='Our Gifts'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-421353483854252819</id><published>2012-01-28T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T17:02:01.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't Give Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up!&lt;br /&gt; Don't give out!&lt;br /&gt; Faith in God &lt;br /&gt;Is what life is about!&lt;br /&gt; Things may be difficult&lt;br /&gt; The future may look dim&lt;br /&gt; But God is our hope &lt;br /&gt;Just look to Him.&lt;br /&gt; He doesn't promise &lt;br /&gt;That life will be pain free&lt;br /&gt; But He promises us the blessed hope &lt;br /&gt;Of life with Him eternally.&lt;br /&gt; The best exercise &lt;br /&gt;That we can all daily share&lt;br /&gt; Is bending our knees and folding our hands&lt;br /&gt; As we go to Him in prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-421353483854252819?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/421353483854252819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=421353483854252819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/421353483854252819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/421353483854252819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2012/01/dont-give-up-dont-give-up-dont-give-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-1545203779819044158</id><published>2012-01-25T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T10:45:16.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My cat is a brilliant cat</title><content type='html'>My cat is a brilliant cat&lt;br /&gt;In fact she has me trained&lt;br /&gt;To meet her every need&lt;br /&gt;At first her job was difficult&lt;br /&gt;But she was able to succeed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-1545203779819044158?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1545203779819044158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-8682020002150883632</id><published>2012-01-25T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T10:37:06.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does God Have a Sense of Humor</title><content type='html'>Some people think Christians&lt;br /&gt;In order to be faithful and true&lt;br /&gt;Must be very quiet&lt;br /&gt;Solemn and dignified&lt;br /&gt;In all they say and do.&lt;br /&gt;They question if God&lt;br /&gt;Has a sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;And debate if it is true&lt;br /&gt;For they know as our Creator&lt;br /&gt;He has so awfully much to do.&lt;br /&gt;But I stand before you&lt;br /&gt;As an example for all to see&lt;br /&gt;He must have a sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;For He lovingly created me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-8682020002150883632?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8682020002150883632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=8682020002150883632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/8682020002150883632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/8682020002150883632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2012/01/does-god-have-sense-of-humor.html' title='Does God Have a Sense of Humor'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-5811975358190876115</id><published>2012-01-25T10:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T10:25:36.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Age Has Snuck Up On Me</title><content type='html'>Old age has snuck up on me&lt;br /&gt;When I wasn’t looking&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps whilst I was sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe when I was cooking.&lt;br /&gt;She has placed some aggravating&lt;br /&gt;And confusing things for me to bear&lt;br /&gt;Such as the loss of muscle strength&lt;br /&gt;But a preponderance of strange and useless hair!&lt;br /&gt;Sadly when I comb my head I find it thinning there!&lt;br /&gt;I have new meds to take each morn&lt;br /&gt;With some to take at night&lt;br /&gt;I only hope my mind holds up&lt;br /&gt;Letting me get the directions right!&lt;br /&gt;The directions on each bottle&lt;br /&gt;Although sometimes confusing&lt;br /&gt;Provide daily exercise for me&lt;br /&gt;With their “Shake well before using!”&lt;br /&gt;I’m not complaining about it&lt;br /&gt;So please don’t get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to be prepared&lt;br /&gt;When these symptoms come along!&lt;br /&gt;Don’t fuss or fret about it&lt;br /&gt;And don’t try to fight&lt;br /&gt;For with all the hindrances involved&lt;br /&gt;There are some things which bring delight.&lt;br /&gt;People give you latitude&lt;br /&gt;When you don’t get something right.&lt;br /&gt;They exchange a wink or two&lt;br /&gt;At things you may say or do&lt;br /&gt;Not realizing that though your ears are bad&lt;br /&gt;The lenses in your eyes are new!&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-374753776211659879</id><published>2011-12-22T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T13:54:21.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have So much to do Before Christmas</title><content type='html'>I have things I must do before Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask why I have procrastinated thus far&lt;br /&gt;If we weren't picking guests up at the airport&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd hide the clutter in the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have laundry to do before Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;Beds to change and puppy dogs to train&lt;br /&gt;I think I would put my scrapping stuff on the patio&lt;br /&gt;If the weather man promised me it wouldn't rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have groceries to buy and cookies to bake;&lt;br /&gt;I have dusting to do and rugs to clean,&lt;br /&gt;And when I shoo the pups off the freshly cleaned sofa&lt;br /&gt;They think that I'm just being mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have packages to mail before Christmas&lt;br /&gt;They should have gone out last week&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't have enough packing peanuts&lt;br /&gt;And didn't want the gifts to break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much stuff to do before Christmas&lt;br /&gt;That I fear my brain I might unduly tax&lt;br /&gt;So I think the best thing for me to do&lt;br /&gt;Is to sit in my Lazy Boy Recliner and relax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-374753776211659879?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/374753776211659879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-991127913571108059</id><published>2011-12-22T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T13:31:02.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These Baby Hands</title><content type='html'>These Baby Hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a mother of a newborn baby&lt;br /&gt;Cradled in the manger for a bed&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Were going through Mary’s head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did she count the fingers and the toes&lt;br /&gt;On the perfect baby at her breast&lt;br /&gt;Knowing just the extent&lt;br /&gt;To which she had been blessed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she held those tiny hands&lt;br /&gt;And kissed each precious finger&lt;br /&gt;Did she celebrate only that moment&lt;br /&gt;Or on the future did her thoughts linger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did she foresee the nails&lt;br /&gt;That would pierce his grown up hand&lt;br /&gt;Or did God not show her how He would save us&lt;br /&gt;Would that be more than a mother could stand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the angels celebrated the Holy birth&lt;br /&gt;Did they know the day would come&lt;br /&gt;When they would see the cruel tree&lt;br /&gt;That would hold God’s only son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrate the baby Jesus&lt;br /&gt;I celebrate the one He grew to be&lt;br /&gt;I celebrate the King of Kings&lt;br /&gt;Who came to set us free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrate His first coming&lt;br /&gt;As a baby so tiny and mild&lt;br /&gt;Born as an infant to Mary&lt;br /&gt;Who raised this special child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch for His coming again&lt;br /&gt;And it is my daily prayer&lt;br /&gt;That when He comes to us again&lt;br /&gt;I will be worthy to meet Him in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-991127913571108059?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/991127913571108059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=991127913571108059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/991127913571108059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/991127913571108059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/12/these-baby-hands.html' title='These Baby Hands'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-9125285273426776020</id><published>2011-12-18T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T14:02:56.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Enjoy Doing Nothing With You</title><content type='html'>I enjoy doing nothing with you&lt;br /&gt;But please don't take this wrong&lt;br /&gt;You are such a special friend&lt;br /&gt;That we can sit in silence&lt;br /&gt;Without a thing to do&lt;br /&gt;And nary a word spoken&lt;br /&gt;And our friendship won't suffer&lt;br /&gt;Nor will it be broken.&lt;br /&gt;So when I have nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy doing it with you!&lt;br /&gt;Thena Cullen Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-9125285273426776020?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/9125285273426776020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=9125285273426776020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/9125285273426776020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/9125285273426776020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-enjoy-doing-nothing-with-you.html' title='I Enjoy Doing Nothing With You'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-3338580776504686791</id><published>2011-12-18T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T09:31:06.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Socks Don't Match</title><content type='html'>My socks don't match!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My socks don't match!&lt;br /&gt;Do you think anyone will care?&lt;br /&gt;They don't match each other&lt;br /&gt;But they match my other pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoes don't match&lt;br /&gt;One is a flat and the other is a stack&lt;br /&gt;One of them is blue and the other one is black&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember buying them...&lt;br /&gt;But I must have liked them a lot&lt;br /&gt;For they look exactly&lt;br /&gt;Like another pair I've got...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-3338580776504686791?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3338580776504686791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=3338580776504686791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/3338580776504686791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/3338580776504686791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-socks-dont-match.html' title='My Socks Don&apos;t Match'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-6580251903339163525</id><published>2011-12-17T12:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T12:35:40.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears</title><content type='html'>Tears are a gift from God&lt;br /&gt;To help us when we're sad&lt;br /&gt;And to show our joy&lt;br /&gt;When something makes us glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears are cleansing agents&lt;br /&gt;Of body, soul and spirit&lt;br /&gt;Releasing our emotion&lt;br /&gt;where we can see and hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God sees every tear drop&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps He catches them as they fall&lt;br /&gt;Is that why the ocean is so full&lt;br /&gt;Would it hold them all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to hide your tears&lt;br /&gt;And never be ashamed to show&lt;br /&gt;Your love, joy and happiness&lt;br /&gt;They are gifts from God, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hide your tears of hurt&lt;br /&gt;Or anguish, pain and grief&lt;br /&gt;Just let them flow&lt;br /&gt;Trust God for blessed sweet relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God created each of us&lt;br /&gt;And knows every thing we do&lt;br /&gt;Don't hesitate to seek His forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;For nothing under the sun is new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry not about what people will think&lt;br /&gt;IF they heard you confess an evil deed&lt;br /&gt;For God knows all of our sins already&lt;br /&gt;And His forgiveness is all you need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-6580251903339163525?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-7556346066249382027</id><published>2011-12-17T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T11:24:06.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blessing</title><content type='html'>God bless you and keep you&lt;br /&gt;Forever in His care.&lt;br /&gt;He loves you&lt;br /&gt;And protects you&lt;br /&gt;And blesses the talents you share.&lt;br /&gt;He lifts you up like the eagle&lt;br /&gt;When you are tired and worry&lt;br /&gt;Stay steady in Him&lt;br /&gt;He will nudge you when you should hurry.&lt;br /&gt;And will lead you to the places&lt;br /&gt;Where you are needed to be&lt;br /&gt;By our Awesome God&lt;br /&gt;Creator of earth, sky and sea&lt;br /&gt;While others may look at you&lt;br /&gt;And see just an ordinary woman or man&lt;br /&gt;You know that you are a masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;Created by God's loving hand.&lt;br /&gt;Thena Cullen Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-7556346066249382027?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7556346066249382027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=7556346066249382027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/7556346066249382027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/7556346066249382027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/12/blessing.html' title='A Blessing'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-2401183193359739521</id><published>2011-12-17T01:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T01:23:16.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Bless Our Troops</title><content type='html'>God Bless Our Troops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the happy reunions on TV&lt;br /&gt;Families reunited, together again at last&lt;br /&gt;The way they were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;And then I hear that some must return&lt;br /&gt;Somehow a few weeks home&lt;br /&gt;They were able to earn.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, bless these days with loved ones&lt;br /&gt;And let special memories be made for each one&lt;br /&gt;And soon let them all return home safely again-&lt;br /&gt;Each husband, wife,mom, dad, daughter and son&lt;br /&gt;Thena Cullen Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-2401183193359739521?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2401183193359739521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=2401183193359739521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2401183193359739521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2401183193359739521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/12/god-bless-our-troops.html' title='God Bless Our Troops'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-259496206185191978</id><published>2011-12-17T01:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T01:22:25.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes the Light Hurts Our Eyes</title><content type='html'>Sometimes the Light Hurts Our Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lights in my workroom had grown dim&lt;br /&gt;With a number of bulbs burnt out&lt;br /&gt;But having problems with my eyes&lt;br /&gt;That it was my vision's fault, I had no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;But once my vision was repaired&lt;br /&gt;I saw how dark the room had become&lt;br /&gt;And replaced each of the burnt out bulbs&lt;br /&gt;One by one by one.&lt;br /&gt;The room grew so bright, that to my surprise&lt;br /&gt;I found at first I had to shield my eyes&lt;br /&gt;For they were so accustomed to the gloom&lt;br /&gt;They were pained from the brightly lit room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in life we get used to the darkness&lt;br /&gt;That gets worse and worse each day&lt;br /&gt;Only our Father can take that gloom away&lt;br /&gt;He brings such brightness such truth and love&lt;br /&gt;That shines from Him who Created Heaven above.&lt;br /&gt;At first we may want our eyes to hide&lt;br /&gt;Least He shine that light inside&lt;br /&gt;Revealing all our faults and fears&lt;br /&gt;But first He wipes away our tears&lt;br /&gt;And bids us come and enjoy Sonshine and Peace&lt;br /&gt;For His love and mercy is real and will never cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray my eyes never again go back&lt;br /&gt;Into the world so dim and black&lt;br /&gt;But that His light through me would shine&lt;br /&gt;For I am His and He is mine.&lt;br /&gt;Thena Cullen Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-259496206185191978?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/259496206185191978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=259496206185191978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/259496206185191978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/259496206185191978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/12/sometimes-light-hurts-our-eyes.html' title='Sometimes the Light Hurts Our Eyes'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-8345579315321311556</id><published>2011-12-17T01:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T01:20:42.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Baby</title><content type='html'>Little baby in the hay&lt;br /&gt;Manger as your bed&lt;br /&gt;So many years ago&lt;br /&gt;Sheep and cattle saw you rest your head.&lt;br /&gt;Today the manger scene is replayed&lt;br /&gt;In cathedrals magnificent as can be&lt;br /&gt;As folks gather from miles around&lt;br /&gt;The Holy family they wish to see.&lt;br /&gt;It reminds us how you came to earth&lt;br /&gt;A gift from God above us&lt;br /&gt;To save us from all of our sins&lt;br /&gt;Because of how He loves us.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-8345579315321311556?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8345579315321311556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=8345579315321311556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/8345579315321311556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/8345579315321311556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-baby.html' title='Christmas Baby'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-4476024693771742800</id><published>2011-12-10T11:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T11:13:31.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>A picture is worth a thousand words&lt;br /&gt;At least that's what I've heard&lt;br /&gt;But I have no photograph to send&lt;br /&gt;That says Happy Birthday to a friend&lt;br /&gt;So I hope this little verse will do&lt;br /&gt;And express my birthday wish to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-4476024693771742800?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-7266141871276694328</id><published>2011-12-10T00:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T00:50:38.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Loss of a Loved One is Fresh</title><content type='html'>When Loss of a Loved One is Fresh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to face the day without someone we love-&lt;br /&gt;So hard to see that empty chair,&lt;br /&gt;And know that they will never again be there.&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to see the world go on as usual-&lt;br /&gt;Laughing and smiling and singing and having fun&lt;br /&gt;Going on just as if the world hadn’t crumbled for you&lt;br /&gt;Leaving you so very lonely, sad and blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to find things that matter&lt;br /&gt;As much as they did yesterday or the day before.&lt;br /&gt;It’s as if nothing will be fun anymore.&lt;br /&gt;How can you ever smile or laugh or sing,&lt;br /&gt;Or enjoy sunshine in summer or flowers in spring…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first it seems as if life as you knew it&lt;br /&gt;Has stopped and has been stilled forever.&lt;br /&gt;You may be aggravated at all the sympathetic glances&lt;br /&gt;And understanding looks, reverting to your photos and books&lt;br /&gt;As you try to absorb every wonderful moment from the past&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately this will ease and will not last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We who as humans are so connected to ones we love,&lt;br /&gt;Have a way of welcoming new friends into our lives-&lt;br /&gt;Even with the loss of husbands or wives&lt;br /&gt;And though we never forget the ones for which we grieve&lt;br /&gt;Our loving Father will this pain relieve&lt;br /&gt;And in life, love and happiness, again we can believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep looking up if you are in despair&lt;br /&gt;With a heart that is lost in pain&lt;br /&gt;Trust in God to bring you that sweet relief&lt;br /&gt;And that before too long, you too will smile again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-7266141871276694328?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7266141871276694328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=7266141871276694328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/7266141871276694328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/7266141871276694328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/12/when-loss-of-loved-one-is-fresh.html' title='When Loss of a Loved One is Fresh'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-6080402842351208249</id><published>2011-11-26T13:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T13:44:21.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Gave My Dog a Bath</title><content type='html'>I just gave my dog a bath&lt;br /&gt;And since she is clean and wet&lt;br /&gt;I guess that means to most&lt;br /&gt;That the bath was a great success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I washed her little fur covered frame&lt;br /&gt;From face to tail end&lt;br /&gt;And she was so cute all sopping wet&lt;br /&gt;She really made me grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rinsed her off so gently-&lt;br /&gt;What a picture she would make!&lt;br /&gt;And I was surprising fairly dry&lt;br /&gt;Until she began to shake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-6080402842351208249?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6080402842351208249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=6080402842351208249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/6080402842351208249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/6080402842351208249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-just-gave-my-dog-bath.html' title='I Just Gave My Dog a Bath'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-4358912197381575987</id><published>2011-11-24T18:15:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T18:15:58.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Bless Those whose Loved Ones Are Missing</title><content type='html'>God bless those families who have empty chairs&lt;br /&gt;That greet them at the holiday meal&lt;br /&gt;Bless them with Your gentle touch&lt;br /&gt;And let them know that You are real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dry the tears that softly escape&lt;br /&gt;From those trying so hard to be brave for others&lt;br /&gt;And comfort those who morn&lt;br /&gt;For fathers and for mothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch those who are missing sons and daughters&lt;br /&gt;And surround them with those who care&lt;br /&gt;Those who understand their loss&lt;br /&gt;And who are willing their burden to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless all who gather together&lt;br /&gt;And comfort all of those who weep today&lt;br /&gt;Help us to be there for those who need us&lt;br /&gt;All this in Jesus' Name we pray.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-4358912197381575987?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4358912197381575987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=4358912197381575987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/4358912197381575987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/4358912197381575987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/11/god-bless-those-whose-loved-ones-are.html' title='God Bless Those whose Loved Ones Are Missing'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-2605833423925573227</id><published>2011-11-24T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T18:15:01.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Time Last Year...</title><content type='html'>Some folks are in that place&lt;br /&gt;So difficult to withstand&lt;br /&gt;"This time last year&lt;br /&gt;I could hold my loved one's hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time last year you were together&lt;br /&gt;And life was the way it was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;You laughed and talked and enjoyed&lt;br /&gt;Each day's golden opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The calendar pages have turned&lt;br /&gt;And time has moved on&lt;br /&gt;While to you it seems as if only yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Your loved one was called away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We who love you know that today&lt;br /&gt;Might be difficult to get through&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive us if we can't find the words&lt;br /&gt;That you would like to hear us say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please know that we love you&lt;br /&gt;And we sincerely care&lt;br /&gt;And throughout this special day&lt;br /&gt;We have remembered you in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Thena Cullen Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-2605833423925573227?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2605833423925573227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=2605833423925573227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2605833423925573227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2605833423925573227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-time-last-year.html' title='This Time Last Year...'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-6758701856888944649</id><published>2011-10-26T18:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T18:00:59.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Going to Be Happy Today</title><content type='html'>I'm going to be happy today!&lt;br /&gt;No one can take my joy away&lt;br /&gt;No matter what they may do or say&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be happy all day!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be joyful this morning&lt;br /&gt;And smile throughout the day&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be filled with delight&lt;br /&gt;From morning until night&lt;br /&gt;And speak peace with the words I say.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be loving today&lt;br /&gt;To friends who come my way&lt;br /&gt;I'll be kind to all relatives of mine&lt;br /&gt;And react with love without delay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have an exceptional day&lt;br /&gt;Just you want and see&lt;br /&gt;I'll be so outstanding and non demanding&lt;br /&gt;That you will be proud of me!&lt;br /&gt;I spent so long planning my day&lt;br /&gt;That the morning has flown away&lt;br /&gt;So much to my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;I will start this tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And nothing will get in my way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-6758701856888944649?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-4724663019954336701</id><published>2011-09-24T14:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T14:09:49.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord, I'm just a gentle poet-</title><content type='html'>Lord, I'm just a gentle poet-&lt;br /&gt;In a world that is moving so fast&lt;br /&gt;Rushing toward temporal things that will not last.&lt;br /&gt;How can I as one who is not physically strong,&lt;br /&gt;And not counted as intellectually gifted,&lt;br /&gt;Do my part to change a wandering path,&lt;br /&gt;Or help heal a wounded and damaged heart?&lt;br /&gt;I know that you have those who help&lt;br /&gt;Whose intellectual abilities are among the brightest&lt;br /&gt;And whose footsteps are among the lightest&lt;br /&gt;In races on earth and in flights to space&lt;br /&gt;And I'm just an aging little face&lt;br /&gt;That sometimes can only offer a poem and a smile,&lt;br /&gt;In hopes they bring comfort for a short while,&lt;br /&gt;Or a silly little riddle to bring a tiny grin&lt;br /&gt;To someone who longs to smile again.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-4724663019954336701?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4724663019954336701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=4724663019954336701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/4724663019954336701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/4724663019954336701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/09/lord-im-just-gentle-poet.html' title='Lord, I&apos;m just a gentle poet-'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-5179759534247019451</id><published>2011-09-12T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T00:51:02.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dear Friend</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to my friend&lt;br /&gt;On this your special day&lt;br /&gt;May God rain down blessings from above&lt;br /&gt;And bless you in a special way.&lt;br /&gt;May your day be filled with joy&lt;br /&gt;And your years to come be blessed&lt;br /&gt;With love and peace in your heart&lt;br /&gt;And all the things you love the best.&lt;br /&gt;May you continue in His path&lt;br /&gt;Doing the special things you do&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that the Lord above&lt;br /&gt;Is blessing others lives through you.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-5179759534247019451?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5179759534247019451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=5179759534247019451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/5179759534247019451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/5179759534247019451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-dear-friend_12.html' title='Happy Birthday Dear Friend'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-8702795527171116818</id><published>2011-09-11T00:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T00:36:30.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Life</title><content type='html'>Our lives are like an art gallery&lt;br /&gt;Where scenes from our lives are hung.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus can walk along with us&lt;br /&gt;And remove the hurtful paintings –one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along each wall are pictures&lt;br /&gt;of each painful memory and tear,&lt;br /&gt;But as we walk along with Him,&lt;br /&gt;They start to disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one those sad things&lt;br /&gt;Are taken from the wall&lt;br /&gt;And with each goes the painful memories-&lt;br /&gt;Jesus takes them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walk each day with Him,&lt;br /&gt;New paintings will appear&lt;br /&gt;To line the empty gallery walls-&lt;br /&gt;In colors bright and clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help me paint new pictures&lt;br /&gt;In colors bright and true,&lt;br /&gt;And in the center of each one,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, let everyone see You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena Cullen Smith&lt;br /&gt;5/14/82&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-8702795527171116818?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8702795527171116818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=8702795527171116818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/8702795527171116818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/8702795527171116818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/09/art-of-life.html' title='The Art of Life'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-4345186209071559863</id><published>2011-09-10T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T13:29:13.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Someone Who is Hurting</title><content type='html'>If you are feeling lost and alone&lt;br /&gt;With feelings that are approaching despair&lt;br /&gt;Lift your prayers to God&lt;br /&gt;And know that He is always there&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you to call on Him&lt;br /&gt;Whether it be night or day&lt;br /&gt;He can lift you up and heal your pain&lt;br /&gt;And make you whole again.&lt;br /&gt;Thena Cullen Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-4345186209071559863?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-2767878220400495053</id><published>2011-09-05T11:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T11:55:32.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dear Friend</title><content type='html'>While with stars and Starlets&lt;br /&gt;Plastic surgery is the rage,&lt;br /&gt;Some ladies, like you, have birthdays,&lt;br /&gt;Yet never seem to age!&lt;br /&gt;You just get more beautiful&lt;br /&gt;In every single way&lt;br /&gt;Though it's hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;You've had another birthday!&lt;br /&gt;You say it's today-&lt;br /&gt;so it must be true&lt;br /&gt;So with lots and lots of love&lt;br /&gt;We say Happy Birthday to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-2767878220400495053?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-2330544123920617782</id><published>2011-09-02T12:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T12:02:25.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a Photo of Mom Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, make sure your family takes your photo&lt;br /&gt;While you are young and in your prime,&lt;br /&gt;Even though you may say you are too busy&lt;br /&gt;And don’t want to take the time.&lt;br /&gt;Have someone snap your photo&lt;br /&gt;To record you with your family,&lt;br /&gt;For it’s important that your photo&lt;br /&gt;Is there for everyone to see!&lt;br /&gt;Make sure they snap that picture&lt;br /&gt;When you are on vacation,&lt;br /&gt;And record yourself in photo&lt;br /&gt;At each birthday and holiday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Let each precious year be recorded&lt;br /&gt;Without negative deliberation,&lt;br /&gt;For only in your later years&lt;br /&gt;Will you realize the &lt;br /&gt;“gravity” of the situation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-2330544123920617782?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2330544123920617782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=2330544123920617782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2330544123920617782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2330544123920617782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/09/take-photo-of-mom-day.html' title='Take a Photo of Mom Day'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-5039822770063319261</id><published>2011-09-02T11:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T11:15:50.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Need a Smile</title><content type='html'>If you need a pick me up- smile&lt;br /&gt;And as you smile for awhile&lt;br /&gt;Let your smile tickle your face&lt;br /&gt;and let the corners of your lips&lt;br /&gt;Wiggle Into a giggle&lt;br /&gt;And once you giggle&lt;br /&gt;Which is half of a laugh&lt;br /&gt;Just let your self feel the joy&lt;br /&gt;That comes after&lt;br /&gt;And then comes -laughter!&lt;br /&gt;And it's that laughter&lt;br /&gt;That we are after!&lt;br /&gt;Thena Cullen Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-5039822770063319261?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5039822770063319261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=5039822770063319261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/5039822770063319261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/5039822770063319261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-need-smile.html' title='You Need a Smile'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-3730724248893093548</id><published>2011-09-02T09:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T09:49:32.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A couple of birthday verses</title><content type='html'>Some of your friends will send serious cards&lt;br /&gt;While others will opt for funny&lt;br /&gt;Some may send a classy gift&lt;br /&gt;And others decide on money&lt;br /&gt;But poets like me send little verses&lt;br /&gt;That may simply say&lt;br /&gt;My very best wishes I send&lt;br /&gt;For a wonderfully Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the date marked on my calendar&lt;br /&gt;Marked that date in red&lt;br /&gt;But without my glasses&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't read what it said!&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately FB reminded me&lt;br /&gt;(Just hope it was in time)&lt;br /&gt;That today was the birthday&lt;br /&gt;Of a friend of mine!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-3730724248893093548?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3730724248893093548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=3730724248893093548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/3730724248893093548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/3730724248893093548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/09/couple-of-birthday-verses.html' title='A couple of birthday verses'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-4908966151655551801</id><published>2011-08-27T12:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T12:27:39.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alvin</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Alvin was a tiny cat-&lt;br /&gt;The runt of the litter&lt;br /&gt;But he was a cutie pie&lt;br /&gt;Not an angry cat or bitter.&lt;br /&gt;"Let's take him home&lt;br /&gt;And fatten his bones"&lt;br /&gt;We said to each other&lt;br /&gt;And I became his nuturer&lt;br /&gt;Alvin's human mother.&lt;br /&gt;We fed that cat and&lt;br /&gt;loved that cat,&lt;br /&gt;keeping him alive&lt;br /&gt;Until instead of a couple of pounds&lt;br /&gt;He now weighs 25!&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-4908966151655551801?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4908966151655551801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=4908966151655551801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/4908966151655551801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/4908966151655551801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/08/alvin.html' title='Alvin'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-5628695504148099071</id><published>2011-08-22T19:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:11:29.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Looking Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Keep looking up!&lt;br /&gt;It's not as bad as you fear&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For God is always near&lt;br /&gt;Ready to help you&lt;br /&gt;When you feel ready to fall&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is to trust, believe&lt;br /&gt;And on His Name to call.&lt;br /&gt;You may wonder if He is there&lt;br /&gt;But He can see your heart&lt;br /&gt;And hear the softest whisper of a prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-5628695504148099071?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5628695504148099071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=5628695504148099071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/5628695504148099071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/5628695504148099071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/08/keep-looking-up.html' title='Keep Looking Up'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-478828654809342676</id><published>2011-08-21T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T19:38:08.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Bless the Police Officers</title><content type='html'>What would our community do&lt;br /&gt;Without our men and women in blue?&lt;br /&gt;They patrol the streets to keep us safe&lt;br /&gt;And to violent offenders&lt;br /&gt;They oft times give chase.&lt;br /&gt;They drive by our homes both day and night&lt;br /&gt;And it’s these officers we call when we have a fright&lt;br /&gt;From prowlers that we hear outside&lt;br /&gt;And noises that cause us to want to hide.&lt;br /&gt;Although we may not like to see their lights&lt;br /&gt;Flashing behind us when we drive&lt;br /&gt;They enforce the rules of the road&lt;br /&gt;That help to keep us all alive.&lt;br /&gt;We are grateful to the officers&lt;br /&gt;The men and women who wear a badge&lt;br /&gt;And whose lives are sometimes in danger&lt;br /&gt;As their jobs they do&lt;br /&gt;While protecting folks like me&lt;br /&gt;And folks like you.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-478828654809342676?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/478828654809342676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=478828654809342676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/478828654809342676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/478828654809342676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/08/god-bless-police-officers.html' title='God Bless the Police Officers'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-4356511616194651284</id><published>2011-08-21T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T19:36:43.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Policeman</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;There’s a man in our neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;That no one wants to meet&lt;br /&gt;By having  him flash his lights behind them&lt;br /&gt;As they are driving down the street.&lt;br /&gt;But  he’s one first one whose number &lt;br /&gt;They search for when in serious trouble&lt;br /&gt;For they trust that he will come &lt;br /&gt;And will get there in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;From guarding the folks at special functions&lt;br /&gt;To arresting those who commit a serious crime&lt;br /&gt;He’s the one that people trust to do the job&lt;br /&gt;And I’m glad he is a personal friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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Policeman'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-4557561175574631091</id><published>2011-08-21T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T18:58:30.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Lord Bless The EMT&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would we do without them&lt;br /&gt;They do so very much&lt;br /&gt;And yet get so little praise&lt;br /&gt;Many an EMT&lt;br /&gt;Has prolonged someone's days.&lt;br /&gt;They know how to do the things&lt;br /&gt;That can save a life on the go&lt;br /&gt;And that we appreciate them&lt;br /&gt;We should let them know.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You EMT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thank you EMT&lt;br /&gt;For the care you give your patients&lt;br /&gt;Who soon will be on their way&lt;br /&gt;To the hospital for care&lt;br /&gt;But need help right away.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know you are special&lt;br /&gt;And appreciated for all you do&lt;br /&gt;That's why this little verse&lt;br /&gt;Was written just for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-4557561175574631091?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4557561175574631091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=4557561175574631091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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times busy&lt;br /&gt;Scribbling down little notes."&lt;br /&gt;And from time to time&lt;br /&gt;(Although they do not know it),&lt;br /&gt;Others see the results&lt;br /&gt;Of her dreams and all the things she wrote.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-4018939334913737593?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4018939334913737593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=4018939334913737593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/4018939334913737593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/4018939334913737593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/08/shes-dreamer.html' title='She&apos;s a Dreamer'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-446149331113950959</id><published>2011-08-02T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T21:56:13.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Husbands Are God’s Gift</title><content type='html'>Husbands are such a wonderful gift&lt;br /&gt;Only they can give our hearts such a lift&lt;br /&gt;When our days are going badly&lt;br /&gt;And our hearts are reacting sadly.&lt;br /&gt;Only they know us so well&lt;br /&gt;That they know our heartaches&lt;br /&gt;Even before we tell.&lt;br /&gt;They seem to know our heartfelt prayer&lt;br /&gt;Even before we have the courage to share&lt;br /&gt;Husbands hold such a special place&lt;br /&gt;In our lives, our home and our family&lt;br /&gt;That it must bring God joy to see&lt;br /&gt;And I praise Him for the one He gave to me.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-446149331113950959?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/446149331113950959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=446149331113950959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/446149331113950959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/446149331113950959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/08/husbands-are-gods-gift.html' title='Husbands Are God’s Gift'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-2261946295345139934</id><published>2011-08-02T21:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T21:51:45.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Love Song</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I hear in my heart, a love song&lt;br /&gt;And I sing it loud and strong&lt;br /&gt;When suddenly I realize&lt;br /&gt;That you are there singing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I feel a sadness&lt;br /&gt;Over a loss of friend or family&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly without warning&lt;br /&gt;You are there to comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is the one who made us&lt;br /&gt;And I have to believe He knew&lt;br /&gt;That the love song that is within my heart&lt;br /&gt;Was meant for me to sing to you.&lt;br /&gt;Thena Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-2261946295345139934?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2261946295345139934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=2261946295345139934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Facebook page&lt;br /&gt;To see what she wants to say.&lt;br /&gt;She signed up on some message boards&lt;br /&gt;Using my board ID&lt;br /&gt;And now the folks on those groups&lt;br /&gt;Think that she is me!&lt;br /&gt;She shops a lot at Pets are Us&lt;br /&gt;And Amazon as well&lt;br /&gt;But hubby says she spends less than I&lt;br /&gt;So he doesn’t want me to tell.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-8194267109001771769?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8194267109001771769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=8194267109001771769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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in a dish&lt;br /&gt;Mommy asked how I caught a fish&lt;br /&gt;And were there any more&lt;br /&gt;Then I told her about the big ole tank&lt;br /&gt;At the pet section in the store...&lt;br /&gt;She made me take my fishy back&lt;br /&gt;And then we bought the fish&lt;br /&gt;Along with some food, a big glass bowl&lt;br /&gt;And other things for which she might wish.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that I should admit to her&lt;br /&gt;About the other thing I "caught"&lt;br /&gt;So that she knows the rules I now appreciate-&lt;br /&gt;Oops! We're headed back to the store to confesss:&lt;br /&gt;Mommy just found the snake...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-5808073509523321331?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5808073509523321331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=5808073509523321331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/5808073509523321331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/5808073509523321331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-went-fishing.html' title='I Went Fishing'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-2723840282619369411</id><published>2011-07-25T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T17:27:09.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before You Stop to Smell a Rose</title><content type='html'>If you stop to smell a flower&lt;br /&gt;With a lovely bloom so sweet&lt;br /&gt;I pray you will enjoy the fragrance&lt;br /&gt;So uplifting and unique&lt;br /&gt;But I feel that I must caution you&lt;br /&gt;Lest you do not see&lt;br /&gt;That at times the sweetest rose&lt;br /&gt;Can house a most ungracious bee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena Cullen Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-2723840282619369411?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2723840282619369411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=2723840282619369411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2723840282619369411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2723840282619369411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/07/before-you-stop-to-smell-rose.html' title='Before You Stop to Smell a Rose'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-7323664281550824351</id><published>2011-07-24T14:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T14:06:18.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Saw You Smile</title><content type='html'>I saw you smile today&lt;br /&gt;A sweet smile when you glanced my way&lt;br /&gt;Even though how much I needed it&lt;br /&gt;you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;Unless God told you so&lt;br /&gt;And caused you to smile a smile&lt;br /&gt;Which I would see&lt;br /&gt;And which would mean so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;I saw you smile today&lt;br /&gt;And it caused me to smile as well&lt;br /&gt;And others may have needed that smile&lt;br /&gt;That I sent their way&lt;br /&gt;And it may have been multiplied&lt;br /&gt;All throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;Thena Cullen Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-7323664281550824351?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7323664281550824351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=7323664281550824351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/7323664281550824351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/7323664281550824351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-saw-you-smile.html' title='I Saw You Smile'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-7208492298841771193</id><published>2011-07-23T17:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T17:06:47.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Change</title><content type='html'>So many times when I pause to pray&lt;br /&gt;"Lord change them" is what I want to say&lt;br /&gt;But frequently when I bend my knee&lt;br /&gt;He shows me that the change I crave&lt;br /&gt;Should begin with me.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-7208492298841771193?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7208492298841771193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=7208492298841771193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/7208492298841771193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/7208492298841771193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/07/pray-for-change.html' title='Pray for Change'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-2983100820594744552</id><published>2011-07-23T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T14:45:39.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Words</title><content type='html'>Your words can make or break someone's day&lt;br /&gt;Think before you speak&lt;br /&gt;And weigh the words you say&lt;br /&gt;For we can create memories in haste&lt;br /&gt;That never go away.&lt;br /&gt;Thena Cullen Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-2983100820594744552?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2983100820594744552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=2983100820594744552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2983100820594744552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2983100820594744552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/07/your-words.html' title='Your Words'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-8143086773167610464</id><published>2011-07-21T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T18:56:00.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion Prayer</title><content type='html'>God Bless Family Reunions&lt;br /&gt;Where families gather in Your Name&lt;br /&gt;Honoring You, Creator of the Universe&lt;br /&gt;The One from Whom we came.&lt;br /&gt;Bless each parent and each child,&lt;br /&gt;Each brother and sister guide&lt;br /&gt;Each Grandmother and Grandfather&lt;br /&gt;Hold closely  near Thy side.&lt;br /&gt;Prepare us as we live our lives&lt;br /&gt;In the families which we've been given&lt;br /&gt;To bless You, Father, Lord of all&lt;br /&gt;As You prepare us for our family &lt;br /&gt;Which we will join in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-8143086773167610464?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8143086773167610464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=8143086773167610464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/8143086773167610464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/8143086773167610464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/07/family-reunion-prayer.html' title='Family Reunion Prayer'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-1766705154288469956</id><published>2011-07-21T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T18:23:51.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>In our family&lt;br /&gt;Like any other&lt;br /&gt;We love each mother, father, sister and brother.&lt;br /&gt;Even if at times we hit a snag&lt;br /&gt;We never let disagrements drag&lt;br /&gt;But try to see that each conversation&lt;br /&gt;Right from the start&lt;br /&gt;Lifts our family up&lt;br /&gt;And never wounds a heart.&lt;br /&gt;We love each other&lt;br /&gt;And consider our family our treasure&lt;br /&gt;A group filled with love&lt;br /&gt;Beyond all measure.&lt;br /&gt;Each reunion is a special time for each one&lt;br /&gt;TO show our love for each other and have lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena Cullen Smith&lt;div 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Reunion'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-411745783746135883</id><published>2011-07-11T13:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T13:30:56.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dear Friend</title><content type='html'>Some people are so special&lt;br /&gt;That we have to stop and say&lt;br /&gt;Just how great we think they are&lt;br /&gt;When it's their birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Some people give to others&lt;br /&gt;So much of themselves each day&lt;br /&gt;That we have to search our hearts&lt;br /&gt;For something special enough to say&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could find a word to write&lt;br /&gt;To adequately our wishes express&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I will have to say&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday dear friend&lt;br /&gt;Hope this birthday is the best!&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-411745783746135883?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/411745783746135883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=411745783746135883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/411745783746135883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/411745783746135883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-birthday-dear-friend.html' title='Happy Birthday Dear Friend'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-4588549275581862279</id><published>2011-07-11T12:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T12:14:49.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goodbye Sweet Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was your time, sweet furry friend&lt;br /&gt;It was your time and we had to let you go&lt;br /&gt;But it was not because we loved you any less&lt;br /&gt;Just that for you we wanted what was best.&lt;br /&gt;We could not stand by and watch you suffer&lt;br /&gt;As daily you tried so valiantly&lt;br /&gt;To do as you used to do&lt;br /&gt;And to be what you used to be.&lt;br /&gt;It was so hard to let you go&lt;br /&gt;And my grieving days are not yet through&lt;br /&gt;For no matter how many years may pass&lt;br /&gt;There is a place in our hearts reserved just for you.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-4588549275581862279?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4588549275581862279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=4588549275581862279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/4588549275581862279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;She stole my heart so instantly&lt;br /&gt;When first I saw her and she saw me&lt;br /&gt;From day one until she lost her fight&lt;br /&gt;She daily brought us such joy and delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day came when there was no doubt&lt;br /&gt;Of the difficult task that I must do&lt;br /&gt;No one had to tell me it was time&lt;br /&gt;For in my heart, saddly, I knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mercifully God saw fit&lt;br /&gt;To let her be at home and sleep&lt;br /&gt;In her favorite bed&lt;br /&gt;For her heart's last beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sadder than I thought I could ever bear&lt;br /&gt;And tears flow, oh so frequently&lt;br /&gt;As special memories come flooding back&lt;br /&gt;Of just how much she meant to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless my little Yogie&lt;br /&gt;And please keep her close&lt;br /&gt;For of all the doggies I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;She's the one who loved me most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div 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pet'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-5448532524297624845</id><published>2011-07-10T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T18:51:59.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>Hey! It's your birthday!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you celebrate&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the day with friends&lt;br /&gt;And stay up very late!&lt;br /&gt;Eat your cake and icecream&lt;br /&gt;Let family do your wishes&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful birthday meal&lt;br /&gt;And let others do the dishes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-5448532524297624845?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5448532524297624845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=5448532524297624845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/5448532524297624845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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here to enjoy them too.&lt;br /&gt;I will not always wear a happy face&lt;br /&gt;For at times I will be blue&lt;br /&gt;But I will always smile&lt;br /&gt;When I think of you&lt;br /&gt;And will always love you, my dear friend&lt;br /&gt;For friendship is eternal and doesn't ever end.&lt;br /&gt;Thena Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-4019700014597235561?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4019700014597235561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=4019700014597235561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/4019700014597235561'/><link rel='self' 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things I love to do&lt;br /&gt;But I will always wish&lt;br /&gt;You were here to enjoy them too.&lt;br /&gt;I will not always wear a happy face&lt;br /&gt;For at times I will be sad&lt;br /&gt;But I will always smile&lt;br /&gt;When I think of you&lt;br /&gt;And will always love you,Mom and Dad.&lt;br /&gt;Thena Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-431407174823810657?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/431407174823810657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=431407174823810657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/431407174823810657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/431407174823810657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/07/missing-you-mom-and-dad.html' title='Missing You (Mom and Dad)'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-3970925292896429298</id><published>2011-07-10T09:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T09:40:36.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Older</title><content type='html'>Being Older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyesight is getting worse&lt;br /&gt;And steps are getting slow&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I forget the names&lt;br /&gt;Of people that I know.&lt;br /&gt;My medicine cabinet is so full&lt;br /&gt;That it has begun to overflow.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't always need books&lt;br /&gt;Or TV to entertain and delight&lt;br /&gt;I can replay wonderful memories&lt;br /&gt;Far into the night.&lt;br /&gt;When I go to bed and cannot sleep right away&lt;br /&gt;I just decide on a year of memories&lt;br /&gt;That I want to replay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-3970925292896429298?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3970925292896429298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=3970925292896429298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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out there all alone.&lt;br /&gt;I know you love our animals&lt;br /&gt;For You created them, each one&lt;br /&gt;And it is my plea that you bring Fred home&lt;br /&gt;Before the day is done.&lt;br /&gt;She adds such happiness&lt;br /&gt;And joy to our day&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts my heart so very much&lt;br /&gt;That she's not at home today.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has found her&lt;br /&gt;Please have them return her to me&lt;br /&gt;For I'm sure in my heart&lt;br /&gt;That's where she really wants to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-6392546499098009463?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6392546499098009463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Old Age</title><content type='html'>Old age didn't come&lt;br /&gt;With a BANG, or a CRASH or a ROAR&lt;br /&gt;It crept in more like a  s n o r e&lt;br /&gt;And each day it creeps a bit m o r e...&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-1796752321732997886?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1796752321732997886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=1796752321732997886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/1796752321732997886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/1796752321732997886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/06/old-age.html' title='Old Age'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-7418853313880933128</id><published>2011-06-25T13:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T13:31:34.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mea "Cuppa"</title><content type='html'>Mea "Cuppa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a poor little spider&lt;br /&gt;Out to explore&lt;br /&gt;Found a home&lt;br /&gt;With an open door&lt;br /&gt;Sat down to enjoy&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a rest&lt;br /&gt;And my swimming ability&lt;br /&gt;Was put to the test.&lt;br /&gt;Fell into a cup&lt;br /&gt;Of coffee so black&lt;br /&gt;That my spider senses&lt;br /&gt;Never came back.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my story&lt;br /&gt;And learn from me&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever get close&lt;br /&gt;To Al 's cuppa coffee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-7418853313880933128?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7418853313880933128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=7418853313880933128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/7418853313880933128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/7418853313880933128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/06/mea-cuppa.html' title='Mea &quot;Cuppa&quot;'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-7011765493792778693</id><published>2011-06-21T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T16:54:02.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing Brings out the Silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Nothing brings out the silly&lt;br /&gt;In a man all grown&lt;br /&gt;Than having little kids&lt;br /&gt;And then grandkids of his own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandkids can turn a grown man to mush&lt;br /&gt;Just by smiling a tiny smile&lt;br /&gt;They can ask for ice cream when it's snowing outside&lt;br /&gt;And get him to walk a mile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can get him on all fours&lt;br /&gt;Pretending to eat grass and hay&lt;br /&gt;Most gramps have been the horsey at times&lt;br /&gt;And never would say "neigh".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-7011765493792778693?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7011765493792778693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=7011765493792778693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;We know You understand&lt;br /&gt;The aching hearts of mothers&lt;br /&gt;Who watch their child&lt;br /&gt;Go through hurt, disease and pain&lt;br /&gt;And long so very much&lt;br /&gt;To have them whole again.&lt;br /&gt;I ask You Father to heal&lt;br /&gt;This little one who is so ill&lt;br /&gt;And let them grow up as fine adults&lt;br /&gt;Whose joy is to do Your will.&lt;br /&gt;We ask that Your healing power&lt;br /&gt;To this child You would send&lt;br /&gt;And we will give you all the praise&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus Name&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-1231967103937331206?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1231967103937331206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-5677789278642795564</id><published>2011-06-20T21:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T21:45:31.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Saw a Commercial on TV</title><content type='html'>I Saw a Commercial on TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a commercial on TV&lt;br /&gt;That promised to erase those lines&lt;br /&gt;That were showing up on my face&lt;br /&gt;(Although my friends said I  looked just fine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found a crème at the store&lt;br /&gt;That promised to erase 10 years&lt;br /&gt;By just applying it each day&lt;br /&gt;Beginning right below my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend brought a free sample of numerous  oils&lt;br /&gt;So promising that I got ‘em&lt;br /&gt;That promised to renew my complexion&lt;br /&gt;Making it soft as a baby’s bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list went on and on that way&lt;br /&gt;With wonderful products to make me&lt;br /&gt;Look  younger and younger&lt;br /&gt;Every single  day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me they all sounded  promising&lt;br /&gt;And  each impressed me uniquely&lt;br /&gt; But  I ordered  every single one&lt;br /&gt;And  I fear I shall disappear completely!&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-5677789278642795564?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5677789278642795564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=5677789278642795564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/5677789278642795564'/><link 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/&gt;I searched the racks in store after store&lt;br /&gt;Until not one was left&lt;br /&gt;And not a single card I found&lt;br /&gt;To adequately say what I felt.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore it looks as if you have no card&lt;br /&gt;To wish you a Happy Father’s Day &lt;br /&gt;But be assured the search for next year’s card&lt;br /&gt;Is already under way!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father’s Day!&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-7593035741128279724?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7593035741128279724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=7593035741128279724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/7593035741128279724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/7593035741128279724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/06/dear-hubby-or-dad.html' title='Dear Hubby or Dad'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-1314939811877195599</id><published>2011-06-19T20:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T20:54:41.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Father's Day Card</title><content type='html'>Dear Dad(or Hubby)&lt;br /&gt;There are no cards&lt;br /&gt;Left in the Store&lt;br /&gt;So I can't get one anymore&lt;br /&gt;The only thing&lt;br /&gt;I know to do&lt;br /&gt;Is to write a note&lt;br /&gt;Saying "I Love You"&lt;br /&gt;And promise next year&lt;br /&gt;To be on time&lt;br /&gt;To buy a card&lt;br /&gt;To give to you&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it would be wise&lt;br /&gt;For me to buy two!&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-1314939811877195599?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1314939811877195599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=1314939811877195599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/1314939811877195599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/1314939811877195599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/06/no-fathers-day-card.html' title='No Father&apos;s Day Card'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-4607884027803382708</id><published>2011-06-19T18:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:34:27.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing You</title><content type='html'>I will have happy times&lt;br /&gt;My whole life through&lt;br /&gt;But I will never stop&lt;br /&gt;Missing you!&lt;br /&gt;I will celebrate and enjoy&lt;br /&gt;The things I love to do&lt;br /&gt;But I will always wish&lt;br /&gt;You were here to enjoy them too.&lt;br /&gt;I will not always wear a happy face&lt;br /&gt;For at times I will be sad&lt;br /&gt;But I will always smile&lt;br /&gt;When I think of you&lt;br /&gt;And will always love you, Dad.&lt;br /&gt;Thena Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-4607884027803382708?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4607884027803382708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=4607884027803382708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/4607884027803382708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/4607884027803382708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/06/missing-you.html' title='Missing You'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-1436530869927396924</id><published>2011-06-19T12:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T12:53:46.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Father's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my husband Lord&lt;br /&gt;I love my father too.&lt;br /&gt;But on this special day, Dear Lord&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to honor you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so very much Dear God&lt;br /&gt;That I just want to say&lt;br /&gt;How much I want to praise you Lord&lt;br /&gt;And Happy Father's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-1436530869927396924?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1436530869927396924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=1436530869927396924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/1436530869927396924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/1436530869927396924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-5384145942530793200</id><published>2011-06-16T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T21:29:36.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Times of Grief</title><content type='html'>In Times of Grief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah how blessed is the sweet relief&lt;br /&gt;Of absolute complete belief&lt;br /&gt;In God the Father our Creator above us&lt;br /&gt;How awesome to know how He doth love us!&lt;br /&gt;No pain, no anguish or despair&lt;br /&gt;Can destroy the power of one whispered prayer.&lt;br /&gt;No evil exists that can take away&lt;br /&gt;The power of the simplest prayer believers pray.&lt;br /&gt;Oh how blessed is the love I feel&lt;br /&gt;How sweet to know that God is real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-5384145942530793200?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5384145942530793200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=5384145942530793200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/5384145942530793200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/5384145942530793200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/06/in-times-of-grief.html' title='In Times of Grief'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-3565563784361143335</id><published>2011-06-04T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T22:39:03.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Understands</title><content type='html'>God understands when  we are sad&lt;br /&gt;When things go wrong and times are bad,&lt;br /&gt;He understands our doubts and fears&lt;br /&gt;And  hears our cries  and sees our tears.&lt;br /&gt;Let Him lift you up  when those doubts arise&lt;br /&gt;And wipe the tears from your  weeping  eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Draw close to Him and trust that God above&lt;br /&gt;Is the Lord of all and is a God of Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-3565563784361143335?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3565563784361143335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=3565563784361143335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/3565563784361143335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/3565563784361143335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/06/god-understands.html' title='God Understands'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-2565262751446932542</id><published>2011-05-29T14:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T14:07:51.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes Moms Graduate</title><content type='html'>Sometimes Moms Graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes moms work in offices&lt;br /&gt;Or even fly a plane&lt;br /&gt;Some moms might be plumbers&lt;br /&gt;And open up clogged drains&lt;br /&gt;While sometimes they go back to school&lt;br /&gt;To exercise their brains&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes moms graduate&lt;br /&gt;And everyone can see&lt;br /&gt;That they went back to school&lt;br /&gt;And got their degree!&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Mom!&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-2565262751446932542?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2565262751446932542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=2565262751446932542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2565262751446932542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2565262751446932542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/05/sometimes-moms-graduate.html' title='Sometimes Moms Graduate'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-1588539393047932291</id><published>2011-05-29T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T13:52:00.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduate Mom</title><content type='html'>Congratulations Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to You, Mom!&lt;br /&gt;You have finished the task&lt;br /&gt;You did it on your own&lt;br /&gt;And for no favors did you ask.&lt;br /&gt;You took care of us at home&lt;br /&gt;Even as you burned the midnight oil&lt;br /&gt;And we knew if we needed you&lt;br /&gt;We just had to call.&lt;br /&gt;You are an example &lt;br /&gt;Of all I desire to be&lt;br /&gt;and to say&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS&lt;br /&gt;I want to take the opportunity&lt;br /&gt;No go out and celebrate-&lt;br /&gt; You have the summer free!&lt;br /&gt;Love you Mom!&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-1588539393047932291?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1588539393047932291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=1588539393047932291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/1588539393047932291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/1588539393047932291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/05/graduate-mom.html' title='Graduate Mom'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-2565412575371403851</id><published>2011-05-29T13:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T13:41:58.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Seniors</title><content type='html'>Senior  Seniors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations! You did it&lt;br /&gt;And it wasn’t always easy&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the very thought of class&lt;br /&gt;Made you a bit queasy!&lt;br /&gt;But you hung in there&lt;br /&gt;With all of those youngsters&lt;br /&gt;And tried your very best&lt;br /&gt;To follow all those directions&lt;br /&gt;And pass all of those tests.&lt;br /&gt;Now you stand before your kids&lt;br /&gt;In your cap and gown, proud as can be&lt;br /&gt;For your graduation is an honor&lt;br /&gt;And a major victory!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-2565412575371403851?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2565412575371403851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=2565412575371403851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2565412575371403851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2565412575371403851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/05/senior-seniors.html' title='Senior Seniors'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-7495658053665325130</id><published>2011-05-29T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T13:24:14.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Who Would Have Graduated  (Loss)</title><content type='html'>Those Who Would Have Graduated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I send this little prayer Your way&lt;br /&gt;For the families of those&lt;br /&gt;Who would have graduated today.&lt;br /&gt;Each milestone after the loss&lt;br /&gt;Of someone we hold dear&lt;br /&gt;Seems not to go away&lt;br /&gt;But lingers year after year.&lt;br /&gt;Some families have empty seats&lt;br /&gt;at high school graduations&lt;br /&gt;And no limos picked up their teens for prom&lt;br /&gt;But the memories of these dates&lt;br /&gt;And what should have been&lt;br /&gt;Keeps lingering on and on.&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts hurt for them&lt;br /&gt;And we don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;Except, Father, to lift them up to you.&lt;br /&gt;Please wrap your arms around them&lt;br /&gt;And with you love surround them&lt;br /&gt;Not only on this day&lt;br /&gt;But the whole year though&lt;br /&gt;For no one loves us more &lt;br /&gt;Than You.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-7495658053665325130?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7495658053665325130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=7495658053665325130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/7495658053665325130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/7495658053665325130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/05/those-who-would-have-graduated-loss.html' title='Those Who Would Have Graduated  (Loss)'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-2592789867154918785</id><published>2011-05-28T11:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T11:37:28.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher</title><content type='html'>Dear Teacher&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget you and how special you are&lt;br /&gt;In the way you value us as students&lt;br /&gt;But also as people just like you&lt;br /&gt;Who need to be encouraged and appreciated&lt;br /&gt;Not just lectured to.&lt;br /&gt;I gained so much from sitting in your classroom&lt;br /&gt;And listening to you each day&lt;br /&gt;But it was the person you are inside&lt;br /&gt;That taught me more than words can say.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all you do to help us mature and grow &lt;br /&gt;So that someday our dreams can come true.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-2592789867154918785?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2592789867154918785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=2592789867154918785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2592789867154918785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2592789867154918785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/05/teacher.html' title='Teacher'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-5705395489363169618</id><published>2011-05-28T11:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T11:29:30.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Teacher</title><content type='html'>My Favorite Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As I graduate this year I will take with me&lt;br /&gt;Many wonderful memories of people held dear&lt;br /&gt;And that you are my favorite teacher&lt;br /&gt;I’m proclaiming loud and clear.&lt;br /&gt;You always understood me and what helped me grow&lt;br /&gt;when I needed a bit more information&lt;br /&gt;You just always seemed to know!&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I can show this same amount of understanding&lt;br /&gt;As I go out into the world  and  I hope to be&lt;br /&gt;The same kind of teacher as the teacher who taught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-5705395489363169618?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5705395489363169618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=5705395489363169618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/5705395489363169618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/5705395489363169618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-favorite-teacher.html' title='My Favorite Teacher'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-1293512294931619920</id><published>2011-05-28T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T01:26:02.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Verses</title><content type='html'>Fellow Graduates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at us! We are no longer&lt;br /&gt;The weaker or the stronger,&lt;br /&gt;The less brilliant or the smarter.&lt;br /&gt;We are not the ones who know the answers&lt;br /&gt;Or wish we could hide at our desks&lt;br /&gt;But we are the ones who made it!&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who did our best&lt;br /&gt;We survived high school's trials&lt;br /&gt;And passed its test!&lt;br /&gt;We are graduates! We are free!&lt;br /&gt;(At least until college in the fall&lt;br /&gt;Want to go to the mall)&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Grad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You did it! Just look at you!&lt;br /&gt;You did what you knew&lt;br /&gt;That you had to do!&lt;br /&gt;You are brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;You are smart!&lt;br /&gt;You made passing into an art!&lt;br /&gt;You survived high school&lt;br /&gt;And now you are free-&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you glad that &lt;br /&gt;You listened to me?&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-1293512294931619920?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1293512294931619920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=1293512294931619920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/1293512294931619920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/1293512294931619920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/05/graduation-verses.html' title='Graduation Verses'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-8021085603463932049</id><published>2011-05-28T01:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T01:24:46.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>To Our Daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were there with you in preschool&lt;br /&gt;When you were so proud&lt;br /&gt;To repeat the  ABC's back to us out loud.&lt;br /&gt;We applauded your sand box skills&lt;br /&gt;And watched you through grade school,&lt;br /&gt;As you learned  how to survive and&lt;br /&gt;How to remember each rule.&lt;br /&gt;Junior high was both wonderful,&lt;br /&gt;As well as traumatic,&lt;br /&gt;As we went through growth,&lt;br /&gt;And experiences quite dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;Now you have conquered High School,&lt;br /&gt;And you are here at our side.&lt;br /&gt;Just to look at you&lt;br /&gt;Feels our hearts with pride.&lt;br /&gt;You are no longer a child&lt;br /&gt;But soon will be an adult.&lt;br /&gt;At the moment you are still willing to be&lt;br /&gt;Comforted and encouraged, &lt;br /&gt;And wrapped in our arms,&lt;br /&gt;Before we send you on your way&lt;br /&gt;To participate  in Your Graduation Day.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-8021085603463932049?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-271726942156984240</id><published>2011-05-25T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T00:57:10.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God created the family&lt;br /&gt;And entrusts it to us&lt;br /&gt;For us to create and appreciate&lt;br /&gt;And to lift each other up.&lt;br /&gt;A family member is the one&lt;br /&gt;Who lifts you up when you are down&lt;br /&gt;And feel the sun will never shine&lt;br /&gt;Nor will the rain clouds ever go away&lt;br /&gt;Family love is true love&lt;br /&gt;That is there to stay.&lt;br /&gt;And is a gift to be treasured and protected&lt;br /&gt;Every single day. &lt;br /&gt; Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-271726942156984240?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/271726942156984240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=271726942156984240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/271726942156984240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/271726942156984240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/05/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-6214126103355962248</id><published>2011-05-24T18:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T18:57:51.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Through Stressful Times</title><content type='html'>Going Through Stressful Times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times of extreme trial or stress &lt;br /&gt;There is a feeling of helplessness&lt;br /&gt;When troubles are accentuated&lt;br /&gt;And though we try not to cry&lt;br /&gt;We may be easily agitated&lt;br /&gt;Though we may try to concentrate&lt;br /&gt;On only the most positive of thoughts&lt;br /&gt;It is not easy to be rid of the things&lt;br /&gt;That have brought us down&lt;br /&gt;And all too soon where once was a smile&lt;br /&gt;Can only be seen a frown.&lt;br /&gt;No one is keen on being sad&lt;br /&gt;And we each seek to  find  joy and bliss&lt;br /&gt;But into each life there will be rain&lt;br /&gt;And moments such as this.&lt;br /&gt;Our goal should be to find our way&lt;br /&gt;As we  trust God to see us through it&lt;br /&gt;He knows the strength He’s given us&lt;br /&gt;And knows that we can do it!&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-6214126103355962248?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6214126103355962248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=6214126103355962248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/6214126103355962248'/><link rel='self' 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those whom we love most&lt;br /&gt;And  are our most cherished family&lt;br /&gt;Can be the reason for our sudden pain&lt;br /&gt;As we replay their memories.&lt;br /&gt;We hurt because they left us too soon&lt;br /&gt;And our hearts feel as if they’re breaking.&lt;br /&gt;How can we keep on going in this pain&lt;br /&gt;With the toll this grief is taking?&lt;br /&gt;I felt God speak to me, not in words that I could hear&lt;br /&gt;But in a moment of such comfort in my spirit&lt;br /&gt;That I knew that He was near.&lt;br /&gt;I thought of my Mom in Heaven&lt;br /&gt;And how happy she must be&lt;br /&gt;Would I really wish her to come back&lt;br /&gt;When her spirit has been set free?&lt;br /&gt;How could I wish someone who has seen the Lord&lt;br /&gt;To come back to comfort me?&lt;br /&gt;I dried my eyes and looked toward Heaven&lt;br /&gt;As if my Mom could see&lt;br /&gt;And thanked God the Father&lt;br /&gt;For the Mom He had given me.&lt;br /&gt;I thanked Him for the memories&lt;br /&gt;Of wonderful times we had together&lt;br /&gt;And for the comfort in knowing&lt;br /&gt;That when we meet again&lt;br /&gt;It will be forever.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-642387113497913497?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/642387113497913497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=642387113497913497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/642387113497913497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/642387113497913497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-unexpected-heartache-comes.html' title='When Unexpected Heartache Comes'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-600544028803539358</id><published>2011-04-16T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T12:39:05.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Flowers</title><content type='html'>We looked at flowers for our home&lt;br /&gt;At various shops today&lt;br /&gt;And for our household&lt;br /&gt;Plastic seems the only way.&lt;br /&gt;No one remembers to water them&lt;br /&gt;Or give them plant food to eat&lt;br /&gt;And plastic or silk flowers&lt;br /&gt;Always look bright and neat..&lt;br /&gt;We are free from pruning and watering&lt;br /&gt;And horticulture as a whole&lt;br /&gt;We took change of the whole blooming mess&lt;br /&gt;And have our flowers under control!&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-600544028803539358?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/600544028803539358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=600544028803539358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/600544028803539358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/600544028803539358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/04/our-flowers.html' title='Our Flowers'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-5013655746083931214</id><published>2011-04-15T16:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T16:11:56.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Boy's Prayer</title><content type='html'>Little Boys Prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned out the light &lt;br /&gt;And walked out the door &lt;br /&gt;But something, a gentle whisper, &lt;br /&gt;certainly nothing more &lt;br /&gt;Kept me from moving farther away &lt;br /&gt;And it was then I heard my little one pray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kneeling there &lt;br /&gt;At the side of his bed &lt;br /&gt;With tiny hands folded &lt;br /&gt;And bowing his head &lt;br /&gt;These were the words my little one said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God bless my Daddy &lt;br /&gt;And keep him safe each day &lt;br /&gt;And tell him please &lt;br /&gt;We miss him so &lt;br /&gt;Since he had to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless my Mommy too &lt;br /&gt;And tell her not to cry &lt;br /&gt;That you are keeping Daddy safe &lt;br /&gt;And can see him from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I hear My Mommy &lt;br /&gt;Crying in her room at night &lt;br /&gt;She thinks that I don't hear her &lt;br /&gt;After she turns out the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I am nosey &lt;br /&gt;Or doing something I ought not to do &lt;br /&gt;You see Dear God I hear her &lt;br /&gt;Because I am crying too..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With eyes brimming full of tears &lt;br /&gt;I quietly walked away that night &lt;br /&gt;But suddenly felt within my heart &lt;br /&gt;That I would be all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not say what God would do &lt;br /&gt;But I knew we were surely in His care &lt;br /&gt;And felt so gently reassured &lt;br /&gt;By one tiny little boy's prayer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-5013655746083931214?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5013655746083931214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=5013655746083931214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/5013655746083931214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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our emergency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ambulance shows up&lt;br /&gt; With medically trained personnel&lt;br /&gt;Who will do everything they can &lt;br /&gt;To get us on the path to being well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do the things that we would expect&lt;br /&gt;From the staff in an emergency room&lt;br /&gt;Built to handle all of the major ills&lt;br /&gt;But they do it on the go-&lt;br /&gt; An ER  on wheels!&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-7986617119584388595?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7986617119584388595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=7986617119584388595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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machinery everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;We get to know our family physician&lt;br /&gt;And at each visit, our history  we share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider the Paramedic&lt;br /&gt;Who arrives with ambulance on the scene&lt;br /&gt;Of a medical emergency&lt;br /&gt;To help an unknown human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the history held in a doctor’s office&lt;br /&gt;And without knowing the patient’s temperament&lt;br /&gt;He or she goes where duty calls&lt;br /&gt;And does the task for which they were sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not question the regard for doctors&lt;br /&gt;What would we ever do without their care??&lt;br /&gt;But lets also appreciate and applaud the paramedics&lt;br /&gt;Supporting them with our appreciation and uplifting them in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-3660773618488915794?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-2422786571810931135</id><published>2011-04-09T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T12:48:25.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for Those Who are Ill</title><content type='html'>Father I lift up my dear friend&lt;br /&gt;Asking that an angel you would send&lt;br /&gt;To cheer them while they are feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;For their hope and faith is always in You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been so ill yet have stayed true&lt;br /&gt;To the love and confidence they hold in You&lt;br /&gt;And always ask those who come their way&lt;br /&gt;To take the time for them to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look to you and trust you to heal.&lt;br /&gt;Their faith is strong and their love is real.&lt;br /&gt;They honor You in all they do&lt;br /&gt;And share each day their love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do not question your wisdom&lt;br /&gt;And they say Your timing is never late&lt;br /&gt;They praise You with their lives and lips&lt;br /&gt;And each of Your gifts they appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask that you You would answer their prayer;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that You would meet them there,&lt;br /&gt;Reach out with Your healing touch&lt;br /&gt;And bless this one who loves You so much.&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus Name&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-2422786571810931135?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2422786571810931135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=2422786571810931135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;Take eggnog away from me at Christmas&lt;br /&gt;And you won't hear a peep.&lt;br /&gt;Cancel out chocolate pudding&lt;br /&gt;And I won't shed a tear&lt;br /&gt;But there is something I can't resist&lt;br /&gt;That comes out once a year...&lt;br /&gt;Little yellow chicks and bunnies&lt;br /&gt;All lined up in a row&lt;br /&gt;Soft and swishy insides&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkled with sugar, don't ya know?&lt;br /&gt;I open up the package and let the air get to it&lt;br /&gt;And then after time has passed I say&lt;br /&gt;"I think that should do it!"&lt;br /&gt;I take out those little dainty creatures&lt;br /&gt;(I think you know of what I speak)&lt;br /&gt;And indulge myself once a year&lt;br /&gt;Eating every single purchased PEEP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-5938585933208638306?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-1219127622124314560</id><published>2011-04-01T13:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T13:47:57.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Love Once Lived</title><content type='html'>I saw a house where love once lived&lt;br /&gt;The moment I saw it I knew.&lt;br /&gt;And I could tell from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;That you knew it too.&lt;br /&gt;We stepped up on the front porch&lt;br /&gt;Which was so long and wide&lt;br /&gt;And since the front door swung open&lt;br /&gt;We were able to go inside.&lt;br /&gt;Although it had been many a year&lt;br /&gt;Since inhabitants had lived therein&lt;br /&gt;I knew that love and joy&lt;br /&gt;The heart of this house had been.&lt;br /&gt;The hallway seemed so familiar&lt;br /&gt;As did the stairway to the floor above&lt;br /&gt;As I continued my exploration&lt;br /&gt;I felt so surrounded by love.&lt;br /&gt;How strange that this house so empty&lt;br /&gt;Was not tattered and torn&lt;br /&gt;But seemed to be just lived in&lt;br /&gt;And no more than normally worn.&lt;br /&gt;It was then when I awakened&lt;br /&gt;And knew it had been a dream&lt;br /&gt;For the house I had been visiting&lt;br /&gt;So comforting, cozy and warm&lt;br /&gt;Was the house of my childhood,&lt;br /&gt;The house where I was born.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-1219127622124314560?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1219127622124314560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=1219127622124314560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/1219127622124314560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/1219127622124314560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/04/where-love-once-lived.html' title='Where Love Once Lived'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-8197888857950644769</id><published>2011-03-27T10:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T10:51:45.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s something so exhilarating about spring&lt;br /&gt;That makes a person want to sing!&lt;br /&gt;The refreshing sights of leaf and flower&lt;br /&gt;Seem to give our spirits power&lt;br /&gt;Straight from Heaven up above  us&lt;br /&gt;Spring showers and flowers from God who loves us!&lt;br /&gt;Spring ‘s special touch renews our engery;&lt;br /&gt;Stimulating  and invigorating it can be!!&lt;br /&gt;I wonderf if God’s angels sing&lt;br /&gt;Rejoicing with us on earth&lt;br /&gt;Over the sheer joy of SPRING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-8197888857950644769?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8197888857950644769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=8197888857950644769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/8197888857950644769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/8197888857950644769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-theres-something-so-exhilarating.html' title=''/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-3811665793645464716</id><published>2011-03-26T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T15:00:12.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord Bless the Nurses</title><content type='html'>Lord Bless the Nurses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord bless the nurses who work so hard&lt;br /&gt;And bless others’ lives each day&lt;br /&gt;Not only by the work they do&lt;br /&gt;But by the words they say.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, bless the ones who show such compassion&lt;br /&gt;Even when patients are grumpy or cuss&lt;br /&gt;Or just generally make a fuss.&lt;br /&gt;Bless the nurses who take it all in stride&lt;br /&gt;And wear their uniforms with pride.&lt;br /&gt;Bless the ones who  see the pain in the eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Of a weary soul or of patients &lt;br /&gt;who have lost control.&lt;br /&gt;Bless your angels of mercy with a healing touch&lt;br /&gt;For those who need it so much .&lt;br /&gt;Bless those  you have called to this special task&lt;br /&gt;With everything they need to succeed&lt;br /&gt;And continue to be the blessings&lt;br /&gt;Which You have ordained them to be.&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-2997614366864494967</id><published>2011-03-18T19:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T19:22:45.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>Prayer&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we get caught up &lt;br /&gt;In feeling eloquence is needed to pray&lt;br /&gt;That our fluency in our expression&lt;br /&gt;Might prove our aptness for a worthy prayer&lt;br /&gt;Thinking somehow that God listens&lt;br /&gt;To see if we have that flair.&lt;br /&gt;And that otherwise God might not hear&lt;br /&gt;The simple prayers we need to pray&lt;br /&gt;If there isn’t an elegant flow of persuasiveness&lt;br /&gt;In  the words we choose to say.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I’ve had an urgent matter&lt;br /&gt;That I needed to speak to God about&lt;br /&gt;And in my time of such distress&lt;br /&gt;“Help” is the only word that would come out.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-2997614366864494967?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2997614366864494967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=2997614366864494967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2997614366864494967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/2997614366864494967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/03/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-3836210239795867837</id><published>2011-03-16T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T16:21:26.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for Japan</title><content type='html'>Dear God in Heaven up above&lt;br /&gt;God of Mercy, God of Love&lt;br /&gt;We lift up our neighbor and our friend&lt;br /&gt;And ask that your angels you would send&lt;br /&gt;To help this country whose needs you know&lt;br /&gt;To go where humans cannot go&lt;br /&gt;To rescue those who are trying to do&lt;br /&gt;Things only done by a chosen few.&lt;br /&gt;They risk their lives and know it's so&lt;br /&gt;To go where most humans dare not go.&lt;br /&gt;What heroes they have bred in that city&lt;br /&gt;Who ask not for our country's pity.&lt;br /&gt;But that if we can help in any way&lt;br /&gt;We would send that help today.&lt;br /&gt;Remind all your children. Lord to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-3836210239795867837?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3836210239795867837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=3836210239795867837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/3836210239795867837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/3836210239795867837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/03/prayer-for-japan.html' title='Prayer for Japan'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-2863713505274901163</id><published>2011-03-16T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:38:15.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan Our Hearts Are With You</title><content type='html'>We keep seeing those heartbreaking photos&lt;br /&gt;That fill the news each day&lt;br /&gt;And we long to reach out and comfort you&lt;br /&gt;But we can’t find the words to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believers lift our prayers to Heaven&lt;br /&gt;And ask God to bless and heal&lt;br /&gt;And that to each hurting family&lt;br /&gt;His love He would reveal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot say “We know how you feel”&lt;br /&gt;For most have not known such pain as this&lt;br /&gt;Which has caused so much of what you know&lt;br /&gt;To have ceased in moments to exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive us if our attempts seem clumsy&lt;br /&gt;And if we stumble over words of sympathy to you&lt;br /&gt;For this is so beyond what we can comprehend&lt;br /&gt;And we’re at a loss at just what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But allow us to share our love and compassion&lt;br /&gt;In whatever ways we are able to do&lt;br /&gt;Because from the very depths of our hearts&lt;br /&gt;We hurt for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love your dear friends &lt;br /&gt;And each day&lt;br /&gt;For your healing and recovery&lt;br /&gt;We pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-2863713505274901163?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-8468907486774796667</id><published>2011-03-14T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:00:10.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Forgotten Buildings</title><content type='html'>Old Forgotten Buildings&lt;br /&gt;Setting back from the road&lt;br /&gt;Inhabited by snakes and spiders&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps a rat or toad.&lt;br /&gt;Buildings left there to accumulate&lt;br /&gt;The ravages of time and wind&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming in their prime&lt;br /&gt;Of how their time would end.&lt;br /&gt;The farmers who built them&lt;br /&gt;Did so with love and pride&lt;br /&gt;They could hardly wait to finish&lt;br /&gt;So they could walk inside.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps they had a barn raising&lt;br /&gt;Or celebrated with a drink or two&lt;br /&gt;Of whatever was known&lt;br /&gt;As the local brew.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the preacher came&lt;br /&gt;And blessed the new barn and house&lt;br /&gt;Now the unblessed resident&lt;br /&gt;Is a little brown field mouse.&lt;br /&gt;Someone somewhere is remembering&lt;br /&gt;That house when it was in its prime&lt;br /&gt;And whispers into their pillow&lt;br /&gt;How it was such a lovely time!&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-8468907486774796667?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8468907486774796667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=8468907486774796667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/8468907486774796667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/8468907486774796667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/03/old-forgotten-buildings.html' title='Old Forgotten Buildings'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-837411728412784328</id><published>2011-03-14T17:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T17:36:55.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Our Friends in Japan</title><content type='html'>For Our Friends in Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;How we wish we could reach out&lt;br /&gt;And hug you close to us today&lt;br /&gt;And let you know there is real love&lt;br /&gt;Behind the words we say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see your photos on TV&lt;br /&gt;And our hearts are breaking too&lt;br /&gt;For our world is so very small&lt;br /&gt;And we are friends and family to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The losses that you have suffered&lt;br /&gt;Cause our eyes to fill with tears&lt;br /&gt;And we know that the return to normal&lt;br /&gt;May take a lot of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But know that we won't forget&lt;br /&gt;And will help in every way we know to do&lt;br /&gt;Your land's healing, restoring and renewing&lt;br /&gt;And each day we pray for you.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-837411728412784328?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/837411728412784328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=837411728412784328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/837411728412784328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/837411728412784328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/03/for-our-friends-in-japan.html' title='For Our Friends in Japan'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-4836762725475041562</id><published>2011-03-14T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T15:15:55.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To An Old Empty House Standing Alone</title><content type='html'>Was this a place once filled with love?&lt;br /&gt;Or did hardship take its toll too soon&lt;br /&gt;Did children run and laugh and play&lt;br /&gt;Or did they toil from the break of day?&lt;br /&gt;Was there warmth in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;While chicken roasted and cookies baked&lt;br /&gt;And where there lots of holidays to celebrate?&lt;br /&gt;Did they move on to something bigger and better&lt;br /&gt;And gratefully leave this behind&lt;br /&gt;Not caring or attached enough&lt;br /&gt;to worry about its decline?&lt;br /&gt;When I see a place such as this I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what would be the story it could tell&lt;br /&gt;Whoever once belonged to this place&lt;br /&gt;I wish them and all their descendants well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-4836762725475041562?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4836762725475041562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=4836762725475041562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/4836762725475041562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/4836762725475041562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/2011/03/to-old-empty-house-standing-alone.html' title='To An Old Empty House Standing Alone'/><author><name>Thena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18243860597805292944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20536535.post-5521522116330861599</id><published>2011-03-14T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T12:54:11.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you have nothing else &lt;br /&gt;And fortune has been taken away&lt;br /&gt;You still have a treasure&lt;br /&gt;You have today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you use it&lt;br /&gt;Is up to you&lt;br /&gt;And your future&lt;br /&gt;Depends on what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use this treasure wisely&lt;br /&gt;And others try to bless&lt;br /&gt;For as you bless other people&lt;br /&gt;You will fill joy and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fame and fortune are fleeting&lt;br /&gt;But obedience to God is blessed&lt;br /&gt;When we put our our lives in His hands&lt;br /&gt;He guides us to what is our live's best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-5521522116330861599?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5521522116330861599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=5521522116330861599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/5521522116330861599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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cookies neither had to beg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For several days they continued to meet&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes along with other family and friends&lt;br /&gt;But both of them seemed to find the other&lt;br /&gt;As they went off chasing the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life long friends they remained &lt;br /&gt;As long as life survived&lt;br /&gt;For one of the friends was 83&lt;br /&gt;And the other friend was five.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-4697781071713607949?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4697781071713607949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=4697781071713607949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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life&lt;br /&gt;Has just begun.&lt;br /&gt;Each day you will learn&lt;br /&gt;So many new things to do&lt;br /&gt;That will make your days&lt;br /&gt;even more special for you.&lt;br /&gt;And I will be here for you&lt;br /&gt;To share those new things with me&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying being with you, dear one&lt;br /&gt;At every opportunity!&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-7689016344053332228?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7689016344053332228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=7689016344053332228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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especially for you&lt;br /&gt;To wish you a wonderful day&lt;br /&gt;And happiness the whole year through!&lt;br /&gt;We will watch you as the year goes by&lt;br /&gt;And enjoy the special joy of you&lt;br /&gt;With lavish hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;Because that's what grandparents do!&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-3526077857251744494?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3526077857251744494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=3526077857251744494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20536535/posts/default/3526077857251744494'/><link rel='self' 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princess&lt;br /&gt;You have ruled our home and heart&lt;br /&gt;And so we celebrate this date&lt;br /&gt;As one that's set apart.&lt;br /&gt;It's set apart for fun and games&lt;br /&gt;And your birthday to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;The celebration will continue&lt;br /&gt;Even when this day is through&lt;br /&gt;Because we celebrate each day&lt;br /&gt;The joy that is you!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-4027153640222979275?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4027153640222979275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=4027153640222979275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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that you think of me &lt;br /&gt;Makes my heart fill glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to write to me&lt;br /&gt;And send me cards, please do&lt;br /&gt;For every note I get&lt;br /&gt;Is special if its from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to call me&lt;br /&gt;And chat with me online&lt;br /&gt;For each time I get to chat with you&lt;br /&gt;Makes me so happy that you're mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-6467064189427779007?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6467064189427779007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20536535&amp;postID=6467064189427779007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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forward to her lullabyes&lt;br /&gt;And could feel her love surround me.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what songs she sang &lt;br /&gt;But I could feel her arms around me.&lt;br /&gt;Through the years as I grew up&lt;br /&gt;And ran to her with hurts and fears,&lt;br /&gt;That same love was there for me&lt;br /&gt;And she rocked me in her arms&lt;br /&gt;And dried my tears.&lt;br /&gt;Hurts and illnesses came and went&lt;br /&gt;As I continued to mature&lt;br /&gt;No matter what trial came my way&lt;br /&gt;Of that same love I could be sure.&lt;br /&gt;When time came that she was ill&lt;br /&gt;And soon to part from me,&lt;br /&gt;I put my arms around her&lt;br /&gt;Holding her so tenderly,&lt;br /&gt;My spirit singing those sweet lullabyes&lt;br /&gt;That she sang so many times to me.&lt;br /&gt;Thena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20536535-1784726410280750563?l=thenaspoemaday.blogspot.com' alt='' 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