<?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-35131508</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:34:52.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From My Hart</title><subtitle type='html'>I write whatever overflows from my heart. Mostly of the greatest emotion at the moment, kind of as a way of getting things out without getting in a precarious posotion.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-892149014735837643</id><published>2009-01-23T17:54:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:00:43.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Emotional&lt;/span&gt; tailspin&lt;br /&gt;never ending whirlwind&lt;br /&gt;that one chases&lt;br /&gt;yet for another&lt;br /&gt;my heart it races&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confusion builds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;un-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yielding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my joy is concealing&lt;br /&gt;the angry reaction&lt;br /&gt;to the boy's distraction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet I wait each day&lt;br /&gt;for that man to say&lt;br /&gt;all the things from that boy's heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one he loves me&lt;br /&gt;and I run&lt;br /&gt;hoping only to find&lt;br /&gt;this other man&lt;br /&gt;the one I love&lt;br /&gt;and yet he does not see&lt;br /&gt;that in his slow deliberate gaze&lt;br /&gt;he already has me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-892149014735837643?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/892149014735837643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=892149014735837643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/892149014735837643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/892149014735837643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/dizzy.html' title='Dizzy'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-9130405674328105578</id><published>2008-03-10T14:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:41:47.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the story starts</title><content type='html'>what is this I see&lt;br /&gt;another peice of me&lt;br /&gt;as I walk the trail&lt;br /&gt;I find my peices there&lt;br /&gt;peices that were lost&lt;br /&gt;stolen ripped and goen&lt;br /&gt;peices that were never there&lt;br /&gt;but by grace&lt;br /&gt;and love&lt;br /&gt;are won&lt;br /&gt;peices that others hold&lt;br /&gt;peices that fit true&lt;br /&gt;never once expecting&lt;br /&gt;a peice to be you&lt;br /&gt;you fit&lt;br /&gt;so well&lt;br /&gt;right here&lt;br /&gt;in place&lt;br /&gt;that I am out of words&lt;br /&gt;you fit&lt;br /&gt;so well&lt;br /&gt;right here&lt;br /&gt;it seems&lt;br /&gt;i've another lesson to learn&lt;br /&gt;He guides my life&lt;br /&gt;my Lord&lt;br /&gt;my love&lt;br /&gt;He guides you and me&lt;br /&gt;it seems&lt;br /&gt;for now&lt;br /&gt;He's guiding us&lt;br /&gt;to something yet unseen&lt;br /&gt;walk with me&lt;br /&gt;a while my dear&lt;br /&gt;before we have to part&lt;br /&gt;and maybe&lt;br /&gt;just maybe here&lt;br /&gt;is where the story starts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-9130405674328105578?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9130405674328105578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=9130405674328105578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/9130405674328105578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/9130405674328105578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2008/03/where-story-starts.html' title='Where the story starts'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-2219425812753984774</id><published>2008-03-10T14:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:22:01.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awakening</title><content type='html'>flight&lt;br /&gt;without sight&lt;br /&gt;is terrbliy frightening&lt;br /&gt;height&lt;br /&gt;on this night&lt;br /&gt;with you death defying&lt;br /&gt;life&lt;br /&gt;anew&lt;br /&gt;breathed into my soul&lt;br /&gt;gift&lt;br /&gt;of you&lt;br /&gt;making me whole&lt;br /&gt;day&lt;br /&gt;each one&lt;br /&gt;with out you seems false&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;I've found&lt;br /&gt;forsaking all else&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-2219425812753984774?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2219425812753984774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=2219425812753984774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/2219425812753984774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/2219425812753984774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2008/03/awakening.html' title='Awakening'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-2004580885753497612</id><published>2008-01-11T17:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:26:46.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Right there all along&lt;br /&gt;this love I have for you&lt;br /&gt;we shared all the time&lt;br /&gt;I never had a clue&lt;br /&gt;someone caught a glimpse&lt;br /&gt;a glimmer in my eye&lt;br /&gt;they asked from whence it came&lt;br /&gt;and you were my reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were no words involved&lt;br /&gt;no story there to tell&lt;br /&gt;they still know not of you&lt;br /&gt;yet here my thoughts they dwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not shake this knot&lt;br /&gt;that's filling all of me&lt;br /&gt;it's like I forgot&lt;br /&gt;exactly how to breathe&lt;br /&gt;yet there you are&lt;br /&gt;and in it goes&lt;br /&gt;the air it fills my lungs&lt;br /&gt;still the distance far&lt;br /&gt;and no one knows&lt;br /&gt;that in silence my heart is hung.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-2004580885753497612?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2004580885753497612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=2004580885753497612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/2004580885753497612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/2004580885753497612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2008/01/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-7326958915150508795</id><published>2007-10-15T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T14:56:40.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Song: Despite it All</title><content type='html'>This is my new song, I wrote it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;amidst&lt;/span&gt; some inner turmoil. It's a representation of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dialogue&lt;/span&gt; between Jesus and myself and it's so full of imapct that I thought I would share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; you do&lt;br /&gt;If I told you&lt;br /&gt;I loved you anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you you think&lt;br /&gt;if I still cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you say&lt;br /&gt;if I just&lt;br /&gt;dropped everything&lt;br /&gt;and left everyone with out a care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you do&lt;br /&gt;if  told you&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; you anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what would you think&lt;br /&gt;if I was still there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you say&lt;br /&gt;if I just packed up everything&lt;br /&gt;and got the heck outta here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she says:&lt;br /&gt;despite it all I feel your love surround me&lt;br /&gt;I can't run away&lt;br /&gt;despite it all you presence envelopes me&lt;br /&gt;I can't look away&lt;br /&gt;despite it all you voice it calls to me&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;no not today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you do&lt;br /&gt;if I told you everything&lt;br /&gt;would you run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if I told you&lt;br /&gt;I lied about everything&lt;br /&gt;would you still want me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he says:&lt;br /&gt;despite it all I still love you, don't run away&lt;br /&gt;despite it all I see your beauty and I will always stay&lt;br /&gt;despite it all I see you love me, don't go away&lt;br /&gt;despite it all you're precious to me I want you more today&lt;br /&gt;than any other day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you do&lt;br /&gt;if I told you everything&lt;br /&gt;would you run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you say&lt;br /&gt;if I just dropped everything&lt;br /&gt;packed up and ran away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he says:&lt;br /&gt;despite it all I still love you you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have to run away&lt;br /&gt;despite it all I see your beauty and I will always stay&lt;br /&gt;despite it all I see you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; go away&lt;br /&gt;despite it all you're precious to me I want you more today&lt;br /&gt;than any other day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; you say&lt;br /&gt;if I lied about everything&lt;br /&gt;would you always stay?&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='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-8884153759899967747</id><published>2007-10-15T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T11:32:07.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>My best and worst&lt;br /&gt;comes out in you&lt;br /&gt;this reaction&lt;br /&gt;is nothing new&lt;br /&gt;the love and hate&lt;br /&gt;have as of late&lt;br /&gt;left my heart&lt;br /&gt;in a state of rage&lt;br /&gt;it's ragged and tattered&lt;br /&gt;on the floor&lt;br /&gt;always searching for something more&lt;br /&gt;it delights in nothing nice&lt;br /&gt;always it's own sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;living only yet to die&lt;br /&gt;and yet finds itself asking why&lt;br /&gt;why to love&lt;br /&gt;and why to lose&lt;br /&gt;why to hate&lt;br /&gt;and why to choose&lt;br /&gt;why to learn&lt;br /&gt;and why to leave&lt;br /&gt;why to give&lt;br /&gt;and why recieve&lt;br /&gt;if all is ripped&lt;br /&gt;at a passing glance&lt;br /&gt;will it ever learn to dance?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-8884153759899967747?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8884153759899967747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=8884153759899967747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/8884153759899967747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/8884153759899967747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2007/10/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-2210819501873877853</id><published>2007-10-12T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T10:37:34.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this the way?</title><content type='html'>sand dwindles&lt;br /&gt;through the hourglass&lt;br /&gt;completely content&lt;br /&gt;watching the growing grass&lt;br /&gt;the clock is lending&lt;br /&gt;a sense of place&lt;br /&gt;a heart is mending&lt;br /&gt;in time and space&lt;br /&gt;centrality envelopes all&lt;br /&gt;listen to the song birds call&lt;br /&gt;a girlish giggle&lt;br /&gt;a boyish grin&lt;br /&gt;is this the way that love begins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know not where&lt;br /&gt;this will go&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't care&lt;br /&gt;that you don't know&lt;br /&gt;my mouth it opens&lt;br /&gt;sink or swim&lt;br /&gt;is this the way that love begins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My every thought&lt;br /&gt;a lengthy pause&lt;br /&gt;an unsigned contract&lt;br /&gt;a hidden clause&lt;br /&gt;of my reaction&lt;br /&gt;to your light&lt;br /&gt;this is where&lt;br /&gt;my soul takes flight&lt;br /&gt;what if I lose&lt;br /&gt;But Oh....to win!&lt;br /&gt;is this the way that love begins?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-2210819501873877853?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2210819501873877853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=2210819501873877853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/2210819501873877853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/2210819501873877853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2007/10/is-this-way.html' title='Is this the way?'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-2392483807533981827</id><published>2007-10-12T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T10:31:22.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Metamorphasis</title><content type='html'>Anarchy is overtaking&lt;br /&gt;the caverns of a heart&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hierarchy&lt;/span&gt; is replaced&lt;br /&gt;by a chaotic work of art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reality&lt;/span&gt; bends and breaks&lt;br /&gt;emotions give way&lt;br /&gt;gingerly the artist molds&lt;br /&gt;his work another way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changes it from red to blue&lt;br /&gt;from gentle to concrete&lt;br /&gt;from old and grey to very new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shiny&lt;/span&gt; and complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;portrays a  greater depth&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; yet unseen&lt;br /&gt;the dark and yet blinding light&lt;br /&gt;of change inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change from gone&lt;br /&gt;to founded sanity&lt;br /&gt;change to include&lt;br /&gt;a place in humanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;crafter&lt;/span&gt; is skillful&lt;br /&gt;and I bend in tune&lt;br /&gt;I'll try not to be willful&lt;br /&gt;for it could be my ruin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-2392483807533981827?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2392483807533981827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=2392483807533981827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/2392483807533981827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/2392483807533981827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2007/10/metamorphasis.html' title='Metamorphasis'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-7318108830916488782</id><published>2007-10-10T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T12:47:39.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enraptured</title><content type='html'>Fresh gleam of dawn&lt;br /&gt;fills a hardened heart&lt;br /&gt;I feel the wall crumble&lt;br /&gt;as you healing starts&lt;br /&gt;your grace is all I need&lt;br /&gt;your mercy is complete&lt;br /&gt;your love is everlasting&lt;br /&gt;and your salvation oh so sweet&lt;br /&gt;failures fade away&lt;br /&gt;insecurities &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more silence in the way&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing left to fear&lt;br /&gt;your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kindness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;as I fall to my knees&lt;br /&gt;your compassion&lt;br /&gt;it confounds my mind&lt;br /&gt;encompassing all of me&lt;br /&gt;what is there&lt;br /&gt;left at all to do&lt;br /&gt;but to surrender all&lt;br /&gt;and give it all to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-7318108830916488782?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7318108830916488782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=7318108830916488782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/7318108830916488782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;a victory of exquisite proportions&lt;br /&gt;in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;normalcy&lt;/span&gt; we sing&lt;br /&gt;the merest gentle flower&lt;br /&gt;completely enraptures me&lt;br /&gt;how complicated&lt;br /&gt;how careful&lt;br /&gt;and yet&lt;br /&gt;next to humanity&lt;br /&gt;its exudes perfect docility&lt;br /&gt;reflections of the grace and love&lt;br /&gt;in all that was touched&lt;br /&gt;by God's hands&lt;br /&gt;and I stare&lt;br /&gt;unable to fully comprehend&lt;br /&gt;the ever expanding extent of it's&lt;br /&gt;simplicity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-5404451220492935009?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5404451220492935009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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loved&lt;br /&gt;no longer it resides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hurt it melts away&lt;br /&gt;and peace it takes the place&lt;br /&gt;all because the Saviour&lt;br /&gt;offered love and grace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-4401578873540418563?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4401578873540418563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=4401578873540418563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/4401578873540418563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/4401578873540418563'/><link rel='alternate' 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glass&lt;br /&gt;the mirror of a dream&lt;br /&gt;the colours they collide&lt;br /&gt;as the season turns to fall&lt;br /&gt;the meadow opens wide&lt;br /&gt;as winter starts to call&lt;br /&gt;starting on this journey&lt;br /&gt;not knowing what I'd find&lt;br /&gt;but thoughts of you keep filing&lt;br /&gt;my body soul and mind&lt;br /&gt;your spirit's deeply embedding&lt;br /&gt;your mark upon my heart&lt;br /&gt;your world it is a canvass&lt;br /&gt;a master &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;piece&lt;/span&gt; of art&lt;br /&gt;the story's never ending&lt;br /&gt;each moment plays a part&lt;br /&gt;all creation's banding&lt;br /&gt;your will inside it's heart&lt;br /&gt;your presence it surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;as I wonder in a trance&lt;br /&gt;the beauty of this world&lt;br /&gt;in it's God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;reflecting&lt;/span&gt; dance&lt;br /&gt;I know one thing's for certain&lt;br /&gt;as I bow down at your feet&lt;br /&gt;because you tore the curtain&lt;br /&gt;you made my life complete&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-6437367122453753925?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6437367122453753925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=6437367122453753925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/6437367122453753925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/6437367122453753925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2007/10/turn-unseen.html' title='A Turn Unseen'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-9071206551028399901</id><published>2007-05-16T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T17:44:08.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Nowhere</title><content type='html'>breathless I continue to read&lt;br /&gt;the words effect even my skin&lt;br /&gt;from the top of my head&lt;br /&gt;to my deep inner core&lt;br /&gt;I am astounded&lt;br /&gt;your words play with my heart&lt;br /&gt;they play a song lost long ago&lt;br /&gt;how you found the tune I do not know&lt;br /&gt;But I am willing to find out&lt;br /&gt;I press on to the next line&lt;br /&gt;searching for the draw back&lt;br /&gt;the passing phrase&lt;br /&gt;but its not there&lt;br /&gt;you are completly sincere&lt;br /&gt;and I can only find&lt;br /&gt;that I love you back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-9071206551028399901?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9071206551028399901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=9071206551028399901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/9071206551028399901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/9071206551028399901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjumARsn11E/RgQsvaoPfWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OeiRe9S8Q7A/s320/Gymkana+road.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So things are going crazy&lt;br /&gt;and my head is spun&lt;br /&gt;but at long last&lt;br /&gt;the uphill journey has begun&lt;br /&gt;I know not how to get there&lt;br /&gt;or when I will be done&lt;br /&gt;but I'll keep one foot front the other&lt;br /&gt;and keep on pressin on&lt;br /&gt;your vision is before me&lt;br /&gt;you hand upon my back&lt;br /&gt;there's no way to be swayed&lt;br /&gt;with you upon the track&lt;br /&gt;I know I reach the top&lt;br /&gt;one day I will be found&lt;br /&gt;if I just keep each foot&lt;br /&gt;right here upon the ground&lt;br /&gt;with your faithful word to guide me&lt;br /&gt;and your love my compass true&lt;br /&gt;I have no other journey&lt;br /&gt;no other one but you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-4802828247851894134?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4802828247851894134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=4802828247851894134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/4802828247851894134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/4802828247851894134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2007/03/at-long-last.html' title='At long last'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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it&lt;br /&gt;still pumping&lt;br /&gt;while he laughs your laugh&lt;br /&gt;if you think you've defeated me&lt;br /&gt;you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;if you think I am mad&lt;br /&gt;angry&lt;br /&gt;self pitying&lt;br /&gt;you're even more wrong&lt;br /&gt;you couldn't be farther from the truth&lt;br /&gt;I love him more now&lt;br /&gt;and I will strive even harder&lt;br /&gt;to bring him safely home&lt;br /&gt;to carry him to Jesus&lt;br /&gt;to save him from the demon&lt;br /&gt;you have him calling God&lt;br /&gt;allah is NOT God&lt;br /&gt;JESUS IS&lt;br /&gt;the one&lt;br /&gt;the only&lt;br /&gt;the soveriegn&lt;br /&gt;and one day&lt;br /&gt;he will see&lt;br /&gt;I hope he's on my side when he does&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-116365347939880388?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-116304666961620330</id><published>2006-11-08T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T16:32:05.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Confusion</title><content type='html'>its nothing new&lt;br /&gt;your mere attention&lt;br /&gt;sends my brain whirling&lt;br /&gt;at a million miles an hour&lt;br /&gt;to the point where&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell which way is up&lt;br /&gt;everything is so simple&lt;br /&gt;when you pay no attention at all&lt;br /&gt;life is boring&lt;br /&gt;and predictable&lt;br /&gt;and I get along fine&lt;br /&gt;but now&lt;br /&gt;everything reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;and it's getting harder to&lt;br /&gt;turn you off&lt;br /&gt;to block you out&lt;br /&gt;the part where you take up&lt;br /&gt;every thought&lt;br /&gt;is coming back&lt;br /&gt;I hope Jesus&lt;br /&gt;saves me from this&lt;br /&gt;I can't do it again&lt;br /&gt;it's too much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-116304666961620330?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116304666961620330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=116304666961620330&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116304666961620330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116304666961620330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-confusion.html' title='This Confusion'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-116300043621900508</id><published>2006-11-08T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T02:40:52.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme mudwrestling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jjumARsn11E/RgQtHqoPfXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EOaPZ3YpO38/s1600-h/mudegos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045207092287208818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jjumARsn11E/RgQtHqoPfXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EOaPZ3YpO38/s320/mudegos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought you were gone&lt;br /&gt;but you came&lt;br /&gt;at the last moment&lt;br /&gt;just when I started to get over you&lt;br /&gt;your head popped up&lt;br /&gt;like a cloud&lt;br /&gt;on a sunny day&lt;br /&gt;a speck of mud&lt;br /&gt;in my otherwise clean existence&lt;br /&gt;but after all&lt;br /&gt;the last while has taught me&lt;br /&gt;about my life&lt;br /&gt;both with and without you&lt;br /&gt;it has taught me&lt;br /&gt;that I very much like&lt;br /&gt;the feel of mud!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-116300043621900508?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116300043621900508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=116300043621900508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116300043621900508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116300043621900508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/11/extreme-mudwrestling.html' title='Extreme mudwrestling'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jjumARsn11E/RgQtHqoPfXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EOaPZ3YpO38/s72-c/mudegos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-116291909107956621</id><published>2006-11-07T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T09:13:54.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What you really want to know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/624/1600/incoming%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/624/320/incoming%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;here all along&lt;br /&gt;waiting to tell you&lt;br /&gt;all that is inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;to let you know&lt;br /&gt;that I will sit beside you&lt;br /&gt;in the rough and tough&lt;br /&gt;that I will run beside you&lt;br /&gt;in the race of life&lt;br /&gt;that I will soar beside you&lt;br /&gt;when times are the best&lt;br /&gt;when you fly on angels wings&lt;br /&gt;and with joy and contentment&lt;br /&gt;I will walk with you&lt;br /&gt;as far as you'll let me&lt;br /&gt;till there are holes in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;and my clothes are&lt;br /&gt;but dust ridden drapes&lt;br /&gt;grab my hand&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to show you&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for this&lt;br /&gt;for so long&lt;br /&gt;there's a path marked&lt;br /&gt;for you and I alone&lt;br /&gt;can you see it&lt;br /&gt;it's waiting for us&lt;br /&gt;no one has walked down it before&lt;br /&gt;and no one will&lt;br /&gt;unless you take my hand&lt;br /&gt;right now&lt;br /&gt;take a chance&lt;br /&gt;you might like it more than you think&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-116291909107956621?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116291909107956621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=116291909107956621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116291909107956621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116291909107956621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-you-really-want-to-know.html' title='What you really want to know'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-116283194901423890</id><published>2006-11-06T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T08:52:29.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shameless LOVE</title><content type='html'>Mercy&lt;br /&gt;unfailing&lt;br /&gt;is the source of my love for you&lt;br /&gt;it is because of Him&lt;br /&gt;that I love you as I do&lt;br /&gt;not because of you&lt;br /&gt;or the things you do&lt;br /&gt;soley what HE gave&lt;br /&gt;is why I gave&lt;br /&gt;and continue to give to you&lt;br /&gt;one day I hope you&lt;br /&gt;pass this love on to others&lt;br /&gt;not because of me&lt;br /&gt;but because of His&lt;br /&gt;love through me&lt;br /&gt;it is the greatest&lt;br /&gt;love I've ever known&lt;br /&gt;and I pray everyday&lt;br /&gt;to share it with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-116283194901423890?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116283194901423890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=116283194901423890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116283194901423890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116283194901423890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/11/shameless-love.html' title='Shameless LOVE'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-116248295340086670</id><published>2006-11-02T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T07:58:45.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babysitting</title><content type='html'>Adventurer you might say&lt;br /&gt;but I'd say adrenaline junkie&lt;br /&gt;four wild animals&lt;br /&gt;that some choose to call kids&lt;br /&gt;me and my sidekick&lt;br /&gt;24 hours&lt;br /&gt;no parents&lt;br /&gt;candy or&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;videos&lt;br /&gt;now we must rely on our cunning&lt;br /&gt;craftiness&lt;br /&gt;to ensure that all is well&lt;br /&gt;for the remainder&lt;br /&gt;but I believe these&lt;br /&gt;next ten hours will be&lt;br /&gt;far worse than the&lt;br /&gt;ones leading to bed time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-116248295340086670?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116248295340086670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=116248295340086670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116248295340086670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116248295340086670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/11/babysitting.html' title='Babysitting'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-116199263657820281</id><published>2006-10-27T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T13:10:58.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRAIN STATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/624/1600/incoming%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/624/200/incoming%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the silence is deafening&lt;br /&gt;as I step out on this platform&lt;br /&gt;alone yet again&lt;br /&gt;as you have left me&lt;br /&gt;with out a word&lt;br /&gt;that's when the silence began&lt;br /&gt;when you snuffed the flame&lt;br /&gt;on the candle of our friendship&lt;br /&gt;everyone here seems to be leaving&lt;br /&gt;on a different train than me&lt;br /&gt;all going away with each other&lt;br /&gt;pushing me aside&lt;br /&gt;for a new&lt;br /&gt;a better friend&lt;br /&gt;one that is all shiny and polished&lt;br /&gt;and fits the mold of perfection&lt;br /&gt;one that is predictable&lt;br /&gt;and will only do as is told&lt;br /&gt;will only love on command&lt;br /&gt;and only as much as given room to&lt;br /&gt;I will never be that person&lt;br /&gt;but why does no one stay on my train&lt;br /&gt;will I forever be the only one heading this direction&lt;br /&gt;will you return for the trip home&lt;br /&gt;or am I embarking on this journey&lt;br /&gt;alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-116199263657820281?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116199263657820281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=116199263657820281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116199263657820281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116199263657820281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/train-station.html' title='TRAIN STATION'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-116162675162182089</id><published>2006-10-23T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T11:05:51.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fgjdagkrguaile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/624/1600/nl3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/624/400/nl3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't this totally sweet. I mean I love green and I love what God can do...but look at it. This is amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-116162675162182089?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116162675162182089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=116162675162182089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116162675162182089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116162675162182089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/fgjdagkrguaile.html' title='fgjdagkrguaile'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-116162617714498741</id><published>2006-10-23T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T16:54:01.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><content type='html'>so tired&lt;br /&gt;this floor is so cold&lt;br /&gt;but not as cold as you&lt;br /&gt;how do you do it&lt;br /&gt;draw me in with your warmth&lt;br /&gt;only to slap me with cold rejection&lt;br /&gt;not a bitter cold&lt;br /&gt;but the kind that creeps in&lt;br /&gt;first shorts breezes of cold air&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;when all seems normal&lt;br /&gt;all be it a little chilly&lt;br /&gt;there is silence&lt;br /&gt;complete and utter silence&lt;br /&gt;the kind of which only ice ages can out do&lt;br /&gt;and it comes from you off all people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the colours in this room are faded&lt;br /&gt;they too remind me of you&lt;br /&gt;does everything have to&lt;br /&gt;is it not enough for you to plague my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;in happiness&lt;br /&gt;must you consume them with sorrow also&lt;br /&gt;hasnt this gone far enough already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll grab a blanket&lt;br /&gt;and shut my eyes&lt;br /&gt;the softness reminds me of your voice&lt;br /&gt;as I drift into a land filled with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-116162617714498741?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116162617714498741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=116162617714498741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116162617714498741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116162617714498741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-116162570240688371</id><published>2006-10-23T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T10:48:22.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indulgencies</title><content type='html'>indulge me for a moment&lt;br /&gt;just once&lt;br /&gt;this time dont stop me&lt;br /&gt;don't tell me I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;how will you know&lt;br /&gt;if you never try&lt;br /&gt;why are you so scared to be loved&lt;br /&gt;you can be you know&lt;br /&gt;I am living breathing proof&lt;br /&gt;of that possibility&lt;br /&gt;there you go again&lt;br /&gt;thinking I want something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are loved&lt;br /&gt;that's all I wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;all that I ever wanted you to know&lt;br /&gt;I didn't  mean to scare you off&lt;br /&gt;and now I fear that I may have lost you&lt;br /&gt;you got me&lt;br /&gt;and now no one does&lt;br /&gt;I hope it was worth it for you&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you know what you're running from&lt;br /&gt;how can you run so fast&lt;br /&gt;blindly with your shoes untied&lt;br /&gt;let me help you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-116162570240688371?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116162570240688371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=116162570240688371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116162570240688371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116162570240688371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/indulgencies.html' title='Indulgencies'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-116162520575099314</id><published>2006-10-23T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T10:42:04.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Un-named Hunter</title><content type='html'>standing still&lt;br /&gt;all the greenery around me&lt;br /&gt;*crunch*&lt;br /&gt;there's a rustling behind my&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the thud of my heart&lt;br /&gt;hear the rushing of my blood past my ears&lt;br /&gt;as my pulse quickens&lt;br /&gt;and the chase begins&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting fo rthis for sometime now&lt;br /&gt;watching others get chased&lt;br /&gt;it looked like so much fun&lt;br /&gt;they forgot to tell me bout&lt;br /&gt;the terror&lt;br /&gt;the vulnerability that consumes&lt;br /&gt;and I am scared out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;bounding from place to place&lt;br /&gt;hiding from you and running&lt;br /&gt;yet stopping long enough for you to&lt;br /&gt;catch up&lt;br /&gt;looking back to see if you are still there&lt;br /&gt;pursuing me&lt;br /&gt;surmounting every obsticle&lt;br /&gt;my foot is caught in your trap&lt;br /&gt;will you catch me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-116162520575099314?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116162520575099314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=116162520575099314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116162520575099314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116162520575099314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/un-named-hunter.html' title='The Un-named Hunter'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-116136488569201371</id><published>2006-10-20T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T12:51:10.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/624/1600/Blue%20hills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/624/200/Blue%20hills.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explosions of colour&lt;br /&gt;each one the same&lt;br /&gt;yet different&lt;br /&gt;as they cascade down&lt;br /&gt;this wall of indifference&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would hurt more than this&lt;br /&gt;but I feel almost nothing&lt;br /&gt;as the light bursts forth&lt;br /&gt;a change gives way&lt;br /&gt;to a new found peace&lt;br /&gt;one more than any I've had before&lt;br /&gt;and I find myself wondering&lt;br /&gt;is this colour a remnant of you&lt;br /&gt;or a result of your swift departure from my life&lt;br /&gt;I will not be bitter&lt;br /&gt;like the darkness&lt;br /&gt;that started this tragedy&lt;br /&gt;I will not speak of it ever again&lt;br /&gt;to anyone&lt;br /&gt;all has been said that will ever be said&lt;br /&gt;the colours are fading from&lt;br /&gt;the room that was our friendship&lt;br /&gt;it's sad really&lt;br /&gt;I thought nothing could disturb them&lt;br /&gt;yet life proved me wrong again&lt;br /&gt;it splashed the thinnerof life&lt;br /&gt;on the canvass of happiness&lt;br /&gt;bitterness wil be replaced&lt;br /&gt;by a hunger&lt;br /&gt;a hunger to focus&lt;br /&gt;on the colour&lt;br /&gt;the colour that is brighter and more potent than before&lt;br /&gt;as it splashes on this new page of my life&lt;br /&gt;a new page&lt;br /&gt;that i dare say&lt;br /&gt;you might never see&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-116136488569201371?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116136488569201371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=116136488569201371&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116136488569201371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116136488569201371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-116075998076536955</id><published>2006-10-13T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T12:57:06.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/624/1600/IMG_0936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/624/200/IMG_0936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scent of dew&lt;br /&gt;is so refreshing&lt;br /&gt;this new face on life&lt;br /&gt;shimmers in the coming dawn of day&lt;br /&gt;what a wonderful thing&lt;br /&gt;to love&lt;br /&gt;a pure love&lt;br /&gt;that does not change with scorn&lt;br /&gt;but remains even after a storm&lt;br /&gt;one that destroys all that was&lt;br /&gt;and all that will be&lt;br /&gt;yet the love remains&lt;br /&gt;as strong as ever before&lt;br /&gt;yet completely different&lt;br /&gt;now a selflessness exists&lt;br /&gt;I finally understood what He meant&lt;br /&gt;when He told me to love&lt;br /&gt;not out of selfish gain&lt;br /&gt;isn't His light glorious&lt;br /&gt;isn't it a wonderous thing to behold&lt;br /&gt;and to be able to reflect&lt;br /&gt;a single beam of this light&lt;br /&gt;into anothers life&lt;br /&gt;it feels as though my heart might burst&lt;br /&gt;and imagine&lt;br /&gt;it is not even full yet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-116075998076536955?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116075998076536955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=116075998076536955&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116075998076536955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116075998076536955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/morning.html' title='Morning'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-116060671339148686</id><published>2006-10-11T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T15:45:13.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Why does this happen&lt;br /&gt;it used to be intentional&lt;br /&gt;is it a subconcious thing now&lt;br /&gt;an automatic reflex of destruction&lt;br /&gt;somehow I manage to hurt&lt;br /&gt;the one I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;I used to do it on purpose&lt;br /&gt;when I was afraid of feeling&lt;br /&gt;but this time&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see&lt;br /&gt;I didn't notice&lt;br /&gt;will you forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;I can't bear the thought&lt;br /&gt;the thought of you&lt;br /&gt;not trusting me&lt;br /&gt;will this be the final straw&lt;br /&gt;will this forever block you from seeing&lt;br /&gt;from seeing my love for you&lt;br /&gt;the pain I feel when you are hurt&lt;br /&gt;the utter turmoil in my soul&lt;br /&gt;as I read your words&lt;br /&gt;as I read that I  hurt you&lt;br /&gt;it was bad enough to hurt them&lt;br /&gt;but I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;and now my heart is in a million peices&lt;br /&gt;will you pick them up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-116060671339148686?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/116060671339148686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=116060671339148686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116060671339148686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/116060671339148686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115973265272926417</id><published>2006-10-01T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T13:00:33.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry</title><content type='html'>so what&lt;br /&gt;a stain&lt;br /&gt;it will fade&lt;br /&gt;just as the others&lt;br /&gt;can you still see the first one?&lt;br /&gt;It's been there for years&lt;br /&gt;depending on the light you&lt;br /&gt;can't see any of them at all&lt;br /&gt;today you inspired me&lt;br /&gt;you know&lt;br /&gt;to get a new shirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115973265272926417?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115973265272926417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115973265272926417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115973265272926417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115973265272926417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/laundry.html' title='Laundry'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115972550279210497</id><published>2006-10-01T10:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T10:58:22.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Man</title><content type='html'>Did you stop to think&lt;br /&gt;and wonder at the&lt;br /&gt;nearly wonderous way that&lt;br /&gt;in friends we can find&lt;br /&gt;everlasting relationships that go beyond&lt;br /&gt;love as the world sees it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think for a minute&lt;br /&gt;about how God orcestrates everyone we&lt;br /&gt;meet and knows&lt;br /&gt;everything we will ever&lt;br /&gt;say to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you imagine a love like that&lt;br /&gt;lasting forever, through everything&lt;br /&gt;and yet never expecting anything&lt;br /&gt;reaching for holiness&lt;br /&gt;kindness and so much more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115972550279210497?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115972550279210497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115972550279210497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115972550279210497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115972550279210497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/man_115972550279210497.html' title='The Man'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115972404648226845</id><published>2006-10-01T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T10:35:13.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet home</title><content type='html'>I walked in today&lt;br /&gt;and called but like&lt;br /&gt;so many times before&lt;br /&gt;you were nowhere to be found&lt;br /&gt;I try so hard to find you&lt;br /&gt;I search every room of this broken down empty house&lt;br /&gt;but you're not here&lt;br /&gt;where did you go?&lt;br /&gt;I guess the house isn't completely empty&lt;br /&gt;there is a strange picture of a girl I used to know&lt;br /&gt;she looks so familiar&lt;br /&gt;yet just can see where you ift in with all of this&lt;br /&gt;this house still smells of you&lt;br /&gt;your pillow is still warm&lt;br /&gt;but I've been here for months&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you to come home&lt;br /&gt;and you never do&lt;br /&gt;where did you go&lt;br /&gt;and why couldn't I come with you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115972404648226845?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115972404648226845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115972404648226845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/624/1600/fall%20colors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7637/624/200/fall%20colors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a leaf in the wind&lt;br /&gt;people take for granted&lt;br /&gt;that the leaf is there&lt;br /&gt;that the wind behind it&lt;br /&gt;is powering its every move&lt;br /&gt;all the leaf can do is go&lt;br /&gt;where the wind has blown it&lt;br /&gt;up higher and higher&lt;br /&gt;soaring through the sky&lt;br /&gt;only to get plastered where a leaf shouldn't be&lt;br /&gt;on a dark road somewhere&lt;br /&gt;on a dirty old box&lt;br /&gt;but every now and then&lt;br /&gt;something magical happens&lt;br /&gt;and the leaf gets blown by&lt;br /&gt;someone who cares&lt;br /&gt;someone who is still a romantic at heart&lt;br /&gt;and they catch the beauty&lt;br /&gt;pausing to drink it in&lt;br /&gt;but not before they rescue&lt;br /&gt;this tiny leaf&lt;br /&gt;and take it home with them forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115972345121169173?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115972345121169173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115972345121169173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115972345121169173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115972345121169173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/10/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115967852830143776</id><published>2006-09-30T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T21:56:47.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>I know you are trying to help me out&lt;br /&gt;but I stumble enough on my own&lt;br /&gt;dont let my worry be mistaken&lt;br /&gt;for ungratitude&lt;br /&gt;it's just that I have been living with&lt;br /&gt;this wound for fourteen years now&lt;br /&gt;and I fear your intervention might only make it worse&lt;br /&gt;now it is small and unmoving&lt;br /&gt;I feel everyday but the pain is dull&lt;br /&gt;but if you treat the source&lt;br /&gt;and anger it&lt;br /&gt;I fear I willbe in constant pain for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;you see the only cure for this illness&lt;br /&gt;is the one who gave it to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115967852830143776?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115967852830143776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115967852830143776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115967852830143776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115967852830143776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115957947690932510</id><published>2006-09-29T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T16:35:47.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since you asked</title><content type='html'>I realized something&lt;br /&gt;that my search for you&lt;br /&gt;isn't so much a search for love&lt;br /&gt;or a search for completion&lt;br /&gt;it's a search for normalicy&lt;br /&gt;comfort and protection&lt;br /&gt;three things that have never been in my life&lt;br /&gt;and I suppose I traced them to a man&lt;br /&gt;because there's never really been one of those either&lt;br /&gt;I have made a new resolve&lt;br /&gt;and you are part of it&lt;br /&gt;I will no longer look for protection&lt;br /&gt;I have it in Christ&lt;br /&gt;I will no longer search for normalicy&lt;br /&gt;for it does not exist&lt;br /&gt;and when I need comfort I will turn to the Father&lt;br /&gt;the one I've never known&lt;br /&gt;but has been there all along&lt;br /&gt;and I trust that you will help me with this&lt;br /&gt;however simple it may seem&lt;br /&gt;I know not how to do it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115957947690932510?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115957947690932510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115955081068236813</id><published>2006-09-29T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T10:26:50.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desire of my heart</title><content type='html'>God gives us the desires of our heart if we follow Him&lt;br /&gt;but what if we don't know what they are&lt;br /&gt;does He(because HE knows everything)&lt;br /&gt;already know&lt;br /&gt;or does He pick whats best&lt;br /&gt;or do we miss out until we decide&lt;br /&gt;I think I know sometimes&lt;br /&gt;then out of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;something gets in the way of my goal&lt;br /&gt;my goal is to please HIM&lt;br /&gt;and in the process gain that one&lt;br /&gt;that one who said he wasn't mine to gain&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I think I give up&lt;br /&gt;and another takes his place&lt;br /&gt;for a moment&lt;br /&gt;then they fade away&lt;br /&gt;and I am looking back at him&lt;br /&gt;the reflection of my heart&lt;br /&gt;the one true love since I was a girl&lt;br /&gt;yet will I ever decide&lt;br /&gt;will God bend his heart to mine&lt;br /&gt;we can only wait and see&lt;br /&gt;if I know the desire of my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115955081068236813?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115955081068236813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115955081068236813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115955081068236813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115955081068236813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/desire-of-my-heart.html' title='Desire of my heart'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115954973718340719</id><published>2006-09-29T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T10:10:02.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friend</title><content type='html'>you know people think we're sisters&lt;br /&gt;but it's more than that&lt;br /&gt;you're an extension of my bieng&lt;br /&gt;you know my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;a part of me gos with you&lt;br /&gt;and a part of you is with me also&lt;br /&gt;that part that though unseen&lt;br /&gt;makes up so much of us&lt;br /&gt;it is what first drew us to eachother&lt;br /&gt;it was how God fitted us together&lt;br /&gt;before we began&lt;br /&gt;how amazing to find another peice of you&lt;br /&gt;so early in life&lt;br /&gt;how comforting to know&lt;br /&gt;that you're only a hug away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115954973718340719?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115954973718340719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115954973718340719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115954973718340719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115954973718340719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/best-friend.html' title='Best Friend'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115948679830809671</id><published>2006-09-28T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T16:45:59.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>surface</title><content type='html'>these words were never meant to change your life&lt;br /&gt;you dug too far beneath the surface&lt;br /&gt;maybe I pulled you under&lt;br /&gt;but either way&lt;br /&gt;they were just a reflection of one feeling&lt;br /&gt;one that will fade in time&lt;br /&gt;do not worry&lt;br /&gt;hush&lt;br /&gt;there's no need to answer&lt;br /&gt;don't move&lt;br /&gt;there's no need to react&lt;br /&gt;I only wanted you to know that you were cared for&lt;br /&gt;loved is much to strong a word to some&lt;br /&gt;and I see you fall into this category&lt;br /&gt;but on the surface love breathes colour into&lt;br /&gt;any friendship&lt;br /&gt;there's no need to analize&lt;br /&gt;no need to answer&lt;br /&gt;no need to complicate this with details&lt;br /&gt;just sit there and listen&lt;br /&gt;soak up the fact that someone loves you&lt;br /&gt;and you can't control it&lt;br /&gt;eventually it will go into the back room of my heart&lt;br /&gt;as it has time and time again&lt;br /&gt;with the others that I never forgot&lt;br /&gt;and it will give me added boosts of joy&lt;br /&gt;throughout my life as I remember fondly&lt;br /&gt;what I felt&lt;br /&gt;how intense it was at the time&lt;br /&gt;and I will laugh as I am right now&lt;br /&gt;at your reaction&lt;br /&gt;the need you felt to do something about it&lt;br /&gt;to say some profound thing&lt;br /&gt;to tell me my feelings are misplaced&lt;br /&gt;and I would be better off loving someone else&lt;br /&gt;but don't&lt;br /&gt;don't do anything&lt;br /&gt;don't change&lt;br /&gt;don't stop and certainly&lt;br /&gt;don't apologize for leading me on&lt;br /&gt;I fell for what was beneath the surface&lt;br /&gt;not your action or intentions&lt;br /&gt;you're safe from me&lt;br /&gt;I won't do anything more than I have already done&lt;br /&gt;God's love is enough for me&lt;br /&gt;I am used to loving without recieving&lt;br /&gt;it has become part of my life&lt;br /&gt;as much as walking or talking has yours&lt;br /&gt;I imagine I will do it for a long time to come&lt;br /&gt;God has blessed me with a big heart&lt;br /&gt;and I only wanted to share with you&lt;br /&gt;sorry for dragging you beneath the surface&lt;br /&gt;into the deep stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115948679830809671?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115948679830809671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115948679830809671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115948679830809671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115948679830809671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/surface.html' title='surface'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115945902024968817</id><published>2006-09-28T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T16:38:33.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you forgive me?</title><content type='html'>I seemed to have created&lt;br /&gt;a fanasty land&lt;br /&gt;where you and I are intertwined&lt;br /&gt;can you forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;I have put you in the&lt;br /&gt;place where I go to be alone&lt;br /&gt;and hide from the pain&lt;br /&gt;can you forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much&lt;br /&gt;that I could not, would not&lt;br /&gt;tell myself no&lt;br /&gt;can you forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;the fantasy fades&lt;br /&gt;the bubble pops&lt;br /&gt;the pain returns&lt;br /&gt;yet with you staring back at me&lt;br /&gt;with that look I still wonder&lt;br /&gt;can you forgive me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115945902024968817?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115945902024968817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115945902024968817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115945902024968817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115945902024968817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/do-you-forgive-me.html' title='Do you forgive me?'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115941566081155038</id><published>2006-09-27T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T16:39:19.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you say?</title><content type='html'>Everything that I am about to tell you&lt;br /&gt;depends are your answer to the&lt;br /&gt;following question:&lt;br /&gt;Who does the chasing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should a girl silently sit by&lt;br /&gt;and wait for a man&lt;br /&gt;who might never see the obvious&lt;br /&gt;should she guard herself against&lt;br /&gt;affections from elsewhere&lt;br /&gt;all the while secretly hoping&lt;br /&gt;that he'll come around&lt;br /&gt;maybe this time he'll ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should she stop playing coy&lt;br /&gt;stop beating around the bush&lt;br /&gt;just come out and say it and&lt;br /&gt;change everything about the two of them forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer me this&lt;br /&gt;does her heart break if&lt;br /&gt;she in fact &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; the answer to&lt;br /&gt;who does the chasing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115941566081155038?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115941566081155038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115941566081155038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115941566081155038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115941566081155038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-do-you-say.html' title='What do you say?'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115940902685893341</id><published>2006-09-27T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T19:03:47.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Explaination</title><content type='html'>I wasnt planning on writing so much in one day but different writers do different things. I am what is known as a binge writer. I hit on a topic that suits me and I write about it from all angles until both it and I are completely exhausted. You can see the different topics as I add more and more. Usually they are spurted by an emotion , a person, or an event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today's case it was all three and none at all. Can't wait to see what tomorrow brings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115940902685893341?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115940902685893341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115940902685893341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115940902685893341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115940902685893341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-explaination.html' title='My Explaination'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115940781562216737</id><published>2006-09-27T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T18:46:58.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>words</title><content type='html'>every letter on this page&lt;br /&gt;weaves together a portrait&lt;br /&gt;a neverending story of one hearts desire&lt;br /&gt;to be heard&lt;br /&gt;to be held and to be&lt;br /&gt;loved&lt;br /&gt;words are not enough in it of themselves&lt;br /&gt;but when words are accompanied&lt;br /&gt;by the song each heart sings&lt;br /&gt;to one another or&lt;br /&gt;to the God who created them&lt;br /&gt;the words transform into something bigger&lt;br /&gt;something more beautiful than a man made creation&lt;br /&gt;of ink and paper&lt;br /&gt;thought and scribbles&lt;br /&gt;but work together&lt;br /&gt;like magically woven masterpeice&lt;br /&gt;strung together between the clouds by the angels&lt;br /&gt;filling the nothingness&lt;br /&gt;in a way that surpass all understanding&lt;br /&gt;these very words contain a hidden power that once unleashed&lt;br /&gt;can never be taken back&lt;br /&gt;I am  bound to these words&lt;br /&gt;just as other peoples words bind them one to another&lt;br /&gt;in life&lt;br /&gt;liberty&lt;br /&gt;and love&lt;br /&gt;those words are the foundation of life&lt;br /&gt;they are the death sentence&lt;br /&gt;they are the gate through which friends enter&lt;br /&gt;and lovers leave&lt;br /&gt;through which we influence everyone and thing  aroud us&lt;br /&gt;even the animals respond to our words and head them&lt;br /&gt;but who am I to say&lt;br /&gt;after all these are just&lt;br /&gt;words&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115940781562216737?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115940781562216737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115940781562216737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115940781562216737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115940781562216737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/words.html' title='words'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115940666906898555</id><published>2006-09-27T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T18:25:32.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remote Control</title><content type='html'>If waiting were a choice&lt;br /&gt;I would fast forward the awkward phase&lt;br /&gt;as well as all those words&lt;br /&gt;that when said you know will change everything&lt;br /&gt;and skip the not talking stage&lt;br /&gt;right to the happily everafter&lt;br /&gt;but I would pause and rewind every now and then&lt;br /&gt;to the days when the stuff I think is dumb&lt;br /&gt;was endearing&lt;br /&gt;like that stupid brown shirt&lt;br /&gt;and that ugly yellow hair&lt;br /&gt;not to mention the man powered car.&lt;br /&gt;now where are the batteries?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115940666906898555?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115940666906898555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115940666906898555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115940666906898555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115940666906898555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/remote-control.html' title='Remote Control'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115939656131359734</id><published>2006-09-27T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T15:36:40.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>never</title><content type='html'>never&lt;br /&gt;I hate the word&lt;br /&gt;It's like shutting off someone at the peak of their existence&lt;br /&gt;only to realize they never had a chance to be&lt;br /&gt;could you imagine&lt;br /&gt;taking someone's breath away&lt;br /&gt;and NEVER giving it back&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;hold someone so tight&lt;br /&gt;and NEVER letting go&lt;br /&gt;it's so final&lt;br /&gt;nothing should ever be that final&lt;br /&gt;even death isn't the end&lt;br /&gt;there is life after death&lt;br /&gt;new life&lt;br /&gt;I dare you NEVER to say NEVER&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115939656131359734?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115939656131359734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115939656131359734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115939656131359734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115939656131359734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/never.html' title='never'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115939449198496672</id><published>2006-09-27T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T15:05:47.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>The passion unspent&lt;br /&gt;welled up within my heart&lt;br /&gt;is about ready to burst out&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't do anything stupid&lt;br /&gt;and if I do I hope you are there to catch me&lt;br /&gt;this is a new thing&lt;br /&gt;me thinking of you instead of myself&lt;br /&gt;I put my hand in my pocket today&lt;br /&gt;and I pulled out a piece of me&lt;br /&gt;a piece I thought no longer existed&lt;br /&gt;but I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;it did exist&lt;br /&gt;it just took a journey without me&lt;br /&gt;it found you before I did and now&lt;br /&gt;I have only just caught up&lt;br /&gt;my hands they sweat and my skin it tingles&lt;br /&gt;as I decide what to say, am I too late?&lt;br /&gt;I do not know but what is equally as uncertain is&lt;br /&gt;am I too early?&lt;br /&gt;do I wait on you or trust my own ambitions to be correct&lt;br /&gt;you make me feel like a little girl in love&lt;br /&gt;when I walked home the other day with you in mind&lt;br /&gt;I floated all the way&lt;br /&gt;my mind drifts to you and the pain&lt;br /&gt;the intoxicating pain put there by years of hurt&lt;br /&gt;and years of bad desicions&lt;br /&gt;the pain that once took up every part of me is gone&lt;br /&gt;and all I can see is your light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115939449198496672?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115939449198496672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115939449198496672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115939449198496672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115939449198496672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115939379083133113</id><published>2006-09-27T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T16:52:13.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For you</title><content type='html'>Despite what at first glance seems like a love poem....it is anything  but. Look deeper as you read...do you see the word love????This is about how things surprise you and only when looking back do you see the way things truly are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the memories they trickle down&lt;br /&gt;like a tear upon my cheek&lt;br /&gt;a whisper of what it was&lt;br /&gt;I thougt you meant to me&lt;br /&gt;as I sit here now and think of only you&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what it was that first drew me&lt;br /&gt;that very first spark&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt; brown shirt you always wear&lt;br /&gt;the microphone that &lt;em&gt;sometimes&lt;/em&gt; cought your voice&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;light&lt;/strong&gt; as it &lt;em&gt;bounced&lt;/em&gt; from&lt;br /&gt;your smile to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and yet it was unseen&lt;br /&gt;untill today I did not know&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even think to ask until this very second&lt;br /&gt;do you miss me?&lt;br /&gt;that day is the clearest in my mind&lt;br /&gt;as I fumbled with my guitar&lt;br /&gt;and you conviced me&lt;br /&gt;to try harder&lt;br /&gt;and try harder I did and everything felt right&lt;br /&gt;when I was beside you&lt;br /&gt;and we were singing but were we&lt;br /&gt;I feel even now as if I was just watching&lt;br /&gt;watching my heart do things without me&lt;br /&gt;and informing me later of it escipades&lt;br /&gt;you being the greatest&lt;br /&gt;yet I didn't notice&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see until now all that my heart held&lt;br /&gt;and still holds in your wake&lt;br /&gt;I can see your eyes so full of light&lt;br /&gt;dancing with laughter and mischief&lt;br /&gt;as you came up with oh so many&lt;br /&gt;new ways to make me laugh at my self&lt;br /&gt;and how surprised you were when I did&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how you still do that&lt;br /&gt;and I still willingly bend in tune&lt;br /&gt;like this is some weird dance never to be completed&lt;br /&gt;but what you didn't know and I didn't see&lt;br /&gt;was your light swallowing me&lt;br /&gt;into the depths of the place&lt;br /&gt;stuck somewhere between what was and what is&lt;br /&gt;and there is no what might be because&lt;br /&gt;it would ruin the time we have to dwell on that&lt;br /&gt;to dwell where we ought not go&lt;br /&gt;where all I see is your face and&lt;br /&gt;it looking as me without the light&lt;br /&gt;with hurt and uneasiness&lt;br /&gt;and every time I get a chance&lt;br /&gt;I wonder even though I shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;do you miss me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115939379083133113?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115939379083133113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115939379083133113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115939379083133113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115939379083133113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/for-you.html' title='For you'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115939178702086685</id><published>2006-09-27T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T14:23:52.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>before</title><content type='html'>Is this confusion something new&lt;br /&gt;its cause seems to trace right back to you&lt;br /&gt;to the hope and dreams and fears long past&lt;br /&gt;to something that might forever last&lt;br /&gt;long before you it begun&lt;br /&gt;before on you my heart was hung&lt;br /&gt;before the time of circumstance&lt;br /&gt;before my soul began to dance&lt;br /&gt;before your voice it made me shiver&lt;br /&gt;before your words they made me quiver&lt;br /&gt;before I longed for your gaze&lt;br /&gt;before this passion beagan to blaze&lt;br /&gt;is this confusion something new&lt;br /&gt;because it seems to trace right back to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115939178702086685?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115939178702086685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115939178702086685&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115939178702086685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115939178702086685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/before.html' title='before'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115938821945586936</id><published>2006-09-27T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T13:16:59.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just love</title><content type='html'>sometimes I think that all this is for nothing&lt;br /&gt;then I remember who sent me here&lt;br /&gt;what they did to get me here&lt;br /&gt;and I forget about being selfish&lt;br /&gt;and just love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115938821945586936?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115938821945586936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115938821945586936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115938821945586936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115938821945586936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-love.html' title='just love'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115938591196062962</id><published>2006-09-27T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T20:56:38.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncertainty</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been so sure&lt;br /&gt;of one thing until someone comes along&lt;br /&gt;and changes you view of the inmoprtant things&lt;br /&gt;in life and suddenly&lt;br /&gt;your gaze shifts&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;them&lt;br /&gt;they are the one thing you have been&lt;br /&gt;searching for all along and&lt;br /&gt;you never knew it&lt;br /&gt;yet all this time you have been planning&lt;br /&gt;for something bigger&lt;br /&gt;could it be with&lt;br /&gt;them&lt;br /&gt;then you stop and pause and think&lt;br /&gt;what if I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;is it just a passing feeling&lt;br /&gt;or is this one here to stay&lt;br /&gt;will I infact change everything&lt;br /&gt;based on this one face&lt;br /&gt;this one look&lt;br /&gt;based on&lt;br /&gt;them&lt;br /&gt;or will I go on&lt;br /&gt;do what is expected of me and finish the race&lt;br /&gt;the one I started not knowing where it would end&lt;br /&gt;or who I would have to be&lt;br /&gt;should I be her and change&lt;br /&gt;or me who I have always been with&lt;br /&gt;them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115938591196062962?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115938591196062962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35131508&amp;postID=115938591196062962&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115938591196062962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35131508/posts/default/115938591196062962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/2006/09/uncertainty.html' title='Uncertainty'/><author><name>cherylf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13601689269936233379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjumARsn11E/R9WsCA7s4lI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Ga9qLuGkU60/S220/100_4576.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35131508.post-115938522798167935</id><published>2006-09-27T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T12:27:07.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where</title><content type='html'>Where does the time go&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the sand&lt;br /&gt;beneath the snow&lt;br /&gt;I think that is flows from&lt;br /&gt;the same place my love for you does&lt;br /&gt;a never ending ever changing&lt;br /&gt;unpredictable spring welled up within the&lt;br /&gt;deepest core&lt;br /&gt;A core that two people alone have the key to&lt;br /&gt;and I am neither of the two&lt;br /&gt;you are one and HE is the other&lt;br /&gt;there is no one else in this dance of time&lt;br /&gt;in this flight of fleeting glances&lt;br /&gt;stale romances are all but a whisper&lt;br /&gt;this time I want more&lt;br /&gt;this time I need more&lt;br /&gt;more love&lt;br /&gt;more you&lt;br /&gt;more time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35131508-115938522798167935?l=frummyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frummyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/115938522798167935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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