<?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-305276789702642665</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:09:11.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mony's Poems</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my page my poems hope all can read this is how i express my self!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-3279376613003339943</id><published>2007-06-13T06:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T06:09:15.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Could they be right? Could they be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;The feelings I have, where do they belong.&lt;br /&gt;I now ponder in the deepest of thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;My hearts talks to me, should I listen or not.&lt;br /&gt;We talk through the mail though time day by day,&lt;br /&gt;Her thoughts are clouded to my dismay.&lt;br /&gt;The look in her eyes tells me a tail&lt;br /&gt;Could this be, the truth will unveil.&lt;br /&gt;Could this be, is it all true?&lt;br /&gt;Her questions are the same, what's wrong with you.&lt;br /&gt;I am but just me, a person with dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, no hiding, no schemes.&lt;br /&gt;I need not prove the person I be,&lt;br /&gt;Passion, love, desire, the person is me!&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-3279376613003339943?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-522840755010051378</id><published>2007-06-12T09:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T09:09:31.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Can I"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I awaken your heart from it's sleep. &lt;br /&gt;To arouse inside those passions you keep,&lt;br /&gt;with a feeling of closeness too hard to deny, &lt;br /&gt;that your heart will openly and willingly comply.&lt;br /&gt;Can I awaken your soul just once more, &lt;br /&gt;with the colors of love and all it's decor. &lt;br /&gt;To bring back those memories of love that did exist,&lt;br /&gt;the feelings it held with all of its bliss.&lt;br /&gt;Can I awaken your eyes to see, &lt;br /&gt;this love I can offer that will always be,&lt;br /&gt;full of kindness and gentleness too, &lt;br /&gt;with a sprinkle of thoughtfulness,to offer you too.&lt;br /&gt;Can I awaken your arms to feel,&lt;br /&gt;a tight embrace, that is oh so real.&lt;br /&gt;to close all doors to the world outside, &lt;br /&gt;to bring out your love that you so desperately hide.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-522840755010051378?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/522840755010051378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=522840755010051378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/522840755010051378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/522840755010051378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/06/can-i-can-i-awaken-your-heart-from-its.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-1468235449887741083</id><published>2007-06-09T07:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T07:33:03.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Butterflies!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies and moonlite skies,&lt;br /&gt;A Peaceful white dove, the stars above.&lt;br /&gt;The feel of the wind, the warmth it sends,&lt;br /&gt;Neither blue nor black the skies above, it never ends.&lt;br /&gt;All with a meaning, yet night and day,&lt;br /&gt;Reflections of you, I dare to say.&lt;br /&gt;With the days light, a dove in flight,&lt;br /&gt;At days end, you shine like the stars so bright.&lt;br /&gt;We are apart for the day and longer,&lt;br /&gt;Yet it's me with you we both hunger.&lt;br /&gt;Like Moonlite skies your eyes light with desire&lt;br /&gt;The passion in your heart burns a kindling fire.&lt;br /&gt;The day you live, like a butterfly in the breeze,&lt;br /&gt;Together as one, minds finally at ease.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-1468235449887741083?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-9052532194094119937</id><published>2007-06-08T08:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T08:09:25.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"You have!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have opened up my heart &lt;br /&gt;I can see my happiness in your eyes, &lt;br /&gt;The love I hold for you inside &lt;br /&gt;Is much stronger than you and I.&lt;br /&gt;Like a tide washing over me, &lt;br /&gt;Your love has cleared my doubts &lt;br /&gt;What I know of our existence &lt;br /&gt;Is much more than words can say.&lt;br /&gt;You have helped me see &lt;br /&gt;The side of love I never thought &lt;br /&gt;could exist &lt;br /&gt;I will never forget your vow&lt;br /&gt;you forever will have a place in my &lt;br /&gt;forever broken heart&lt;br /&gt;The Key to my heart you already have &lt;br /&gt;And this key I give to you once more&lt;br /&gt;It is the key that will open my front door.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-9052532194094119937?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/9052532194094119937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=9052532194094119937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/9052532194094119937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/9052532194094119937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-have-you-have-opened-up-my-heart-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-1714781329484949418</id><published>2007-06-06T06:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T06:14:13.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Blessed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No moon touches the waves tonight, &lt;br /&gt;nothing there to give us light. &lt;br /&gt;The stars still twinkly above the sea, &lt;br /&gt;and my fears turn to flee.&lt;br /&gt;The sea breeze is still quite cold &lt;br /&gt;that causes sadness; or so I'm told. &lt;br /&gt;But there is a warmth inside of me, &lt;br /&gt;and my sadness turns to flee. &lt;br /&gt;Blackness colors both the sea and sky, &lt;br /&gt;it weights me down; I am unable to fly. &lt;br /&gt;Yet the breaks of waves give me hope,&lt;br /&gt;as if I could lasso the blackness with a rope.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I am trapped on the inside too, &lt;br /&gt;and someone there helps me through. &lt;br /&gt;Blind to the answers that sometimes I might, &lt;br /&gt;but you, my friend, help me gain sight. &lt;br /&gt;In my heart you are above the rest, &lt;br /&gt;Because I have you as a friend... I am truly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-1714781329484949418?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1714781329484949418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=1714781329484949418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/1714781329484949418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/1714781329484949418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/06/blessed-no-moon-touches-waves-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-4506509036498027393</id><published>2007-06-05T07:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T07:57:00.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Hope"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say that I am a fool,&lt;br /&gt;loving someone who doesn't love me.&lt;br /&gt;I know she may never be mine,&lt;br /&gt;but who will tell this to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;One day she may understand my love,&lt;br /&gt;I dream of such a day too.&lt;br /&gt;She says we can always be friends,&lt;br /&gt;but can we be friends forever.&lt;br /&gt;Someday she will be with someone,&lt;br /&gt;then I'll just be a fading memory.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should forget her and move on,&lt;br /&gt;why is this little step so painful, so impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I still hope against all hope,&lt;br /&gt;she will become mine, one day soon.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-4506509036498027393?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/4506509036498027393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=4506509036498027393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/4506509036498027393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/4506509036498027393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/06/hope-people-say-that-i-am-fool-loving.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-6687561255948046023</id><published>2007-05-20T00:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T00:39:42.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Hidden Love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a mystery why love thinks this way&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I let you go?&lt;br /&gt;I've always been fond of Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;It's another way of letting you know&lt;br /&gt;The love I have in store for us&lt;br /&gt;And the feeling of you by my side&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why it's so hard to explain&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm lost without pride&lt;br /&gt;I am nervous and scared, hidden by doubt&lt;br /&gt;And I wish I could tell you now&lt;br /&gt;Why are these feelings so hard to express&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just don't know how&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here next to you, hoping you'll notice&lt;br /&gt;The thoughts that are stuck in my head&lt;br /&gt;I hope that some day I'll overcome this fear&lt;br /&gt;I live a life so dark, so alone.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-6687561255948046023?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/6687561255948046023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=6687561255948046023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/6687561255948046023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/6687561255948046023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/05/hidden-love-its-mystery-why-love-thinks.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-4354845869916571815</id><published>2007-05-15T05:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T05:55:03.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Here I sit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I sit, this cold dark night,&lt;br /&gt;I can see it well by the city light.&lt;br /&gt;High up in the air I fly,&lt;br /&gt;You're here with me in this starry sky.&lt;br /&gt;Though I can't see, your body's back home.&lt;br /&gt;Yet you're with me, in my heart you rome.&lt;br /&gt;There you will stay now and forever,&lt;br /&gt;You and me, our hearts together.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-4354845869916571815?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/4354845869916571815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=4354845869916571815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/4354845869916571815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/4354845869916571815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/05/here-i-sit-here-i-sit-this-cold-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-6113177747083686729</id><published>2007-05-12T12:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T12:02:48.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Her pretty smile,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is all I wish to see.&lt;br /&gt;Shes the only one,&lt;br /&gt;who really matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;I think of her all of the time,&lt;br /&gt;hoping and wishing.&lt;br /&gt;That someday,&lt;br /&gt;she could be mine.&lt;br /&gt;At night when I'm alone,&lt;br /&gt;I tend to think about her.&lt;br /&gt;Asking myself constantly&lt;br /&gt;why cant life be different?&lt;br /&gt;If life were different,&lt;br /&gt;we would be happily together.&lt;br /&gt;Would we break up?&lt;br /&gt;my answer is never.&lt;br /&gt;If comparing her to anyone else,&lt;br /&gt;she always comes out above.&lt;br /&gt;Her beauty and elegance,&lt;br /&gt;are that of a white dove.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;and what does my dream consist of?&lt;br /&gt;Not of her beauty,&lt;br /&gt;but of her love.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the same,&lt;br /&gt;another lonely night.&lt;br /&gt;Wanting so badly,&lt;br /&gt;to hold her tight.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-6113177747083686729?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/6113177747083686729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=6113177747083686729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/6113177747083686729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/6113177747083686729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/05/her-pretty-smile-is-all-i-wish-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-2018546514073858292</id><published>2007-05-08T09:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T09:01:25.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Friends Forever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things I need to tell you but I don't &lt;br /&gt;know where to begin. There's not enough words in this world to express how I feel. &lt;br /&gt;Whenever your hurt,I'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me,I'll be near. &lt;br /&gt;I'll help you through thick and thin.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay by your side, when no one else can. &lt;br /&gt;I'll always be your friend, you can count on on me 'till the end.&lt;br /&gt;To you,I've given all my love, my life and my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Our love and friendship grows stronger everyday. &lt;br /&gt;I would be lost forever if you were to ever go away. &lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-2018546514073858292?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/2018546514073858292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=2018546514073858292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/2018546514073858292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/2018546514073858292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/05/friends-forever-theres-so-many-things-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-1221413752894205040</id><published>2007-05-06T11:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T11:36:46.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Forever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you forever and ever more. &lt;br /&gt;This is something you just can't ignore. &lt;br /&gt;My love for you is so strong. That in my eyes,you &lt;br /&gt;can do no wrong. &lt;br /&gt;When you need to talk,I'll be here. &lt;br /&gt;When you need my help,I'll be near. &lt;br /&gt;When you don't understand,I'll help you see things clear. &lt;br /&gt;I'll love you no matter what you do cuz your such a dream come true. &lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-1221413752894205040?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1221413752894205040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=1221413752894205040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/1221413752894205040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/1221413752894205040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/05/forever-ill-love-you-forever-and-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-7702471029171907083</id><published>2007-04-23T07:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T07:33:21.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Being With You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the start, you and I met.&lt;br /&gt;Thru and thru, I can't forget.&lt;br /&gt;The time spent, is in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;To us both, we never part.&lt;br /&gt;I believe, we know it's set.&lt;br /&gt;Misery, is how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Without you, I am not real.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, I feel so blue.&lt;br /&gt;I need you, to talk to too.&lt;br /&gt;And to us, it does seal.&lt;br /&gt;You always been, my true friend.&lt;br /&gt;I trust you, until the end.&lt;br /&gt;And our talks, which I hold dear.&lt;br /&gt;You are kind, I do not fear.&lt;br /&gt;With my love, I give and send. &lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-7702471029171907083?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/7702471029171907083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=7702471029171907083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/7702471029171907083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/7702471029171907083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/04/being-with-you-in-start-you-and-i-met.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-1869434691818518298</id><published>2007-04-18T15:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T15:54:44.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Anticipation"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candles burning&lt;br /&gt;sheets turned down&lt;br /&gt;anticipation abounds.&lt;br /&gt;Time passes slowly&lt;br /&gt;quiet as a mouse&lt;br /&gt;stars falling&lt;br /&gt;earth standing still.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting&lt;br /&gt;eternally waiting&lt;br /&gt;suspense filled evening.&lt;br /&gt;The phone rings&lt;br /&gt;You say my name&lt;br /&gt;come get me&lt;br /&gt;I am here.&lt;br /&gt;Passion explodes&lt;br /&gt;excitement is in the air&lt;br /&gt;soon you will be here.&lt;br /&gt;Candles burning low&lt;br /&gt;Sheets thrown down&lt;br /&gt;Passion spent&lt;br /&gt;My girl's in town&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-1869434691818518298?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1869434691818518298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=1869434691818518298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/1869434691818518298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/1869434691818518298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/04/anticipation-candles-burning-sheets.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-9055590900923719799</id><published>2007-04-13T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T21:20:18.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"A voice"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voice on the phone I remember so well,&lt;br /&gt;hun it was you This I can tell,&lt;br /&gt;I play it back time and again&lt;br /&gt;Wishing this distance will end&lt;br /&gt;The time I spent with you I will treasure&lt;br /&gt;For I know now our love is true &lt;br /&gt;I could love no other&lt;br /&gt;A voice of confusion and even despare&lt;br /&gt;Your lost in love for you know you still care&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen you for a month and a few days&lt;br /&gt;But the time with you there will never be a haze&lt;br /&gt;I gave you the key&lt;br /&gt;The key to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Here is another key&lt;br /&gt;Can we make a fresh start&lt;br /&gt;My family I lost this I can not hide&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than life&lt;br /&gt;More than my pride&lt;br /&gt;From the day we meet.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-9055590900923719799?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/9055590900923719799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=9055590900923719799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/9055590900923719799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/9055590900923719799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/04/voice-voice-on-phone-i-remember-so-well.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-4468289579797947565</id><published>2007-04-09T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T08:52:12.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"A Seductive Sin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long and Luscious&lt;br /&gt;Burning Fire&lt;br /&gt;Slow and Slick&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Desire&lt;br /&gt;Love and Passion&lt;br /&gt;In depths within&lt;br /&gt;Light and Flicker&lt;br /&gt;A seductive sin&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-4468289579797947565?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/4468289579797947565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=4468289579797947565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/4468289579797947565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/4468289579797947565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/04/seductive-sin-long-and-luscious-burning.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-6833968566646294589</id><published>2007-04-06T07:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T07:17:39.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Where are They?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They called themselves friends, and you called them that too,&lt;br /&gt;but this thing they call friendship, is it really true?&lt;br /&gt;For awhile it is all just fine,&lt;br /&gt;then these friends are all saying mine.&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to their problems- you always have an ear;&lt;br /&gt;yet when you have a problem- they are never very near.&lt;br /&gt;You begin to question what you value most,&lt;br /&gt;and your friends enter your heart for a party for which you are the host.&lt;br /&gt;Then when the party dies down,&lt;br /&gt;your friends are not around.&lt;br /&gt;Even if a friend remains one you would call a 'best'&lt;br /&gt;you are afraid that they'll turn out like the rest.&lt;br /&gt;So now my heart is dying and my will to live is too,&lt;br /&gt;I am still dreaming for a love and friend that is really true.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-6833968566646294589?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/6833968566646294589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=6833968566646294589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/6833968566646294589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/6833968566646294589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/04/where-are-they-they-called-themselves.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-935002890766518099</id><published>2007-04-02T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T12:11:16.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"We are born into the World"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a blank canvas&lt;br /&gt;And every person that crosses our path &lt;br /&gt;Takes up the brush&lt;br /&gt;And makes their mark&lt;br /&gt;Upon our surface&lt;br /&gt;So it is that we develop&lt;br /&gt;But we must realize there comes a day&lt;br /&gt;That we must take up the brush&lt;br /&gt;And finish the work&lt;br /&gt;For only we can determine&lt;br /&gt;If we are to be&lt;br /&gt;Just another painting&lt;br /&gt;Or a Masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-935002890766518099?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/935002890766518099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=935002890766518099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/935002890766518099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/935002890766518099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/04/we-are-born-into-world-like-blank.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-8121867477438169565</id><published>2007-03-28T18:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T18:21:50.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Traveling with You (In My Heart)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I travel through Connecticut wilderness,&lt;br /&gt;it is you who I think of--you who I miss.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at all this Connecticut history,&lt;br /&gt;my love for you to others remains a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;Still I travel to Rhode Island,&lt;br /&gt;with only you on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Massachusetts comes up so rapidly,&lt;br /&gt;fastly approaching the mighty sea.&lt;br /&gt;But even the beauty of the wilderness and sea,&lt;br /&gt;do not compare to your beauty which is so easy to see.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-8121867477438169565?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-3836265629104477899</id><published>2007-03-23T06:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T06:36:43.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Thru the Park"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thru the park&lt;br /&gt;I did dwell.&lt;br /&gt;I loved a boy&lt;br /&gt;And loved him well.&lt;br /&gt;He came and took my heart from me&lt;br /&gt;But now he wants to set me free. &lt;br /&gt;One day he put a strange girl on his knee&lt;br /&gt;And told her things he never told me.&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand why&lt;br /&gt;For she was far prettier than I.&lt;br /&gt;I went straight home that night and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Mother, dear, I'm going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;My father came home late that night&lt;br /&gt;And searched for me from left to right.&lt;br /&gt;Thru my bedroom door he broke&lt;br /&gt;And saw me hanging from a rope.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh daughter, dear, what have you done?&lt;br /&gt;You've killed yourself for one man's son?&lt;br /&gt;He took a knife and cut me down&lt;br /&gt;And on my dresser this note was found: &lt;br /&gt;Dig my grave and dig it deep.&lt;br /&gt;Of marble stone from head to feet.&lt;br /&gt;And on my stone place a dove.....&lt;br /&gt;To show the world I died for love.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-3836265629104477899?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/3836265629104477899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=3836265629104477899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/3836265629104477899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/3836265629104477899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/03/thru-park-thru-park-i-did-dwell.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-2984216946279178725</id><published>2007-03-15T06:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T06:55:17.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The Angel"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk down the hall,&lt;br /&gt;Crying with tears in my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Praying towards the Angel,&lt;br /&gt;The angel to save my life.&lt;br /&gt;I walk into class,&lt;br /&gt;Standing by the rows,&lt;br /&gt;They watch me as I go;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping the Angel,&lt;br /&gt;The angel will answer me.&lt;br /&gt;I sit down at my desk,&lt;br /&gt;Pulling the needle from my chest,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping the Angel,&lt;br /&gt;Will be there when I come. &lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-2984216946279178725?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/2984216946279178725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=2984216946279178725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/2984216946279178725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/2984216946279178725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/03/remember-remember-me-when-i-am-gone_15.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-2992726711599388716</id><published>2007-03-14T08:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T08:03:36.234-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Remember"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember me when I am gone away,&lt;br /&gt;Gone far away into the silent land;&lt;br /&gt;When you can no more hold me by the hand,&lt;br /&gt;Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay.&lt;br /&gt;Remember me when no more day by day&lt;br /&gt;You tell me of our future that you planned:&lt;br /&gt;Only remember me; you understand&lt;br /&gt;It will be late to counsel then or pray.&lt;br /&gt;Yet if you should forget me for a while&lt;br /&gt;And afterwards remember, do not grieve:&lt;br /&gt;For if the darkness and corruption leave&lt;br /&gt;A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,&lt;br /&gt;Better by far you should forget and smile&lt;br /&gt;Than that you should remember and be sad.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-2992726711599388716?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/2992726711599388716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=2992726711599388716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/2992726711599388716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/2992726711599388716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/03/remember-remember-me-when-i-am-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-8814002507362669871</id><published>2007-03-13T06:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T06:37:17.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Here I stand on solid ground"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching up to you&lt;br /&gt;Begging for the strength and will&lt;br /&gt;That I pray will see me through&lt;br /&gt;I feel you there inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;Asking me, "please, not to cry,&lt;br /&gt;Just live for all we shared together,&lt;br /&gt;There's no such thing as good- bye.&lt;br /&gt;The courage you showed throughout it all&lt;br /&gt;As the battle raged on inside&lt;br /&gt;You never stepped down or lost your ground&lt;br /&gt;You fought with dignity and pride&lt;br /&gt;And it's pride I have for all you are&lt;br /&gt;For everything you gave&lt;br /&gt;You never questioned the way things were&lt;br /&gt;You just kept on true and brave&lt;br /&gt;You opened my eyes to a brighter world&lt;br /&gt;Side by side, we rose above&lt;br /&gt;You graced me with your friendship&lt;br /&gt;And you honored me with your love&lt;br /&gt;I can't promise to always be strong&lt;br /&gt;And never shed a tear in your name&lt;br /&gt;But I will never regret and I will never forget&lt;br /&gt;And I will never quit the game&lt;br /&gt;So I lay a rose beside your name&lt;br /&gt;And I wipe away a tear&lt;br /&gt;And I hear you whisper inside my hear&lt;br /&gt;Saying, "Remember me here.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-8814002507362669871?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/8814002507362669871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/8814002507362669871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-i-stand-on-solid-ground-reaching_13.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-5427473079369481789</id><published>2007-03-12T07:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T07:34:25.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Here I stand on solid ground"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching up to you&lt;br /&gt;Begging for the strength and will&lt;br /&gt;That I pray will see me through&lt;br /&gt;I feel you there inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;Asking me, "please, not to cry,&lt;br /&gt;Just live for all we shared together,&lt;br /&gt;There's no such thing as good- bye.&lt;br /&gt;The courage you showed throughout it all&lt;br /&gt;As the battle raged on inside&lt;br /&gt;You never stepped down or lost your ground&lt;br /&gt;You fought with dignity and pride&lt;br /&gt;And it's pride I have for all you are&lt;br /&gt;For everything you gave&lt;br /&gt;You never questioned the way things were&lt;br /&gt;You just kept on true and brave&lt;br /&gt;You opened my eyes to a brighter world&lt;br /&gt;Side by side, we rose above&lt;br /&gt;You graced me with your friendship&lt;br /&gt;And you honored me with your love&lt;br /&gt;I can't promise to always be strong&lt;br /&gt;And never shed a tear in your name&lt;br /&gt;But I will never regret and I will never forget&lt;br /&gt;And I will never quit the game&lt;br /&gt;So I lay a rose beside your name&lt;br /&gt;And I wipe away a tear&lt;br /&gt;And I hear you whisper inside my hear&lt;br /&gt;Saying, "Remember me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-5427473079369481789?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/5427473079369481789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=5427473079369481789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/5427473079369481789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/5427473079369481789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-i-stand-on-solid-ground-reaching_12.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-634086397919738493</id><published>2007-03-09T06:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T06:52:02.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Here I stand on solid ground"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching up to you&lt;br /&gt;Begging for the strength and will&lt;br /&gt;That I pray will see me through&lt;br /&gt;I feel you there inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;Asking me, "please, not to cry,&lt;br /&gt;Just live for all we shared together,&lt;br /&gt;There's no such thing as good- bye.&lt;br /&gt;The courage you showed throughout it all&lt;br /&gt;As the battle raged on inside&lt;br /&gt;You never stepped down or lost your ground&lt;br /&gt;You fought with dignity and pride&lt;br /&gt;And it's pride I have for all you are&lt;br /&gt;For everything you gave&lt;br /&gt;You never questioned the way things were&lt;br /&gt;You just kept on true and brave&lt;br /&gt;You opened my eyes to a brighter world&lt;br /&gt;Side by side, we rose above&lt;br /&gt;You graced me with your friendship&lt;br /&gt;And you honored me with your love&lt;br /&gt;I can't promise to always be strong&lt;br /&gt;And never shed a tear in your name&lt;br /&gt;But I will never regret and I will never forget&lt;br /&gt;And I will never quit the game&lt;br /&gt;So I lay a rose beside your name&lt;br /&gt;And I wipe away a tear&lt;br /&gt;And I hear you whisper inside my hear&lt;br /&gt;Saying, "Remember me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-634086397919738493?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/634086397919738493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=634086397919738493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/634086397919738493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/634086397919738493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-i-stand-on-solid-ground-reaching.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-94761093106659803</id><published>2007-03-08T07:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T07:23:03.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I'd like to tell you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much I love you,&lt;br /&gt;and I hope you know that I do...&lt;br /&gt;I wish that the words I speak&lt;br /&gt;so gently to you could be&lt;br /&gt;heard by your heart&lt;br /&gt;with the same meanings&lt;br /&gt;and the same soft feelings of love&lt;br /&gt;that they carry from deep within me.&lt;br /&gt;For more than you know ...&lt;br /&gt;I love so many things about you.&lt;br /&gt;More than just the way you hold me&lt;br /&gt;and the warmth you give;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy sharing life with you.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the way we balance each other out,&lt;br /&gt;how we share the good times&lt;br /&gt;and support each other through the tears.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the knowledge that we'll make it&lt;br /&gt;through whatever life brings&lt;br /&gt;with courage and with Love&lt;br /&gt;through the years.&lt;br /&gt;More than you know ...&lt;br /&gt;and more than I can ever say,&lt;br /&gt;I feel a wonderful thankfulness&lt;br /&gt;in my heart ... just for you.&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to remember, though&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts don't always convey&lt;br /&gt;and my feelings don't always show,&lt;br /&gt;I love you, and I always will ..&lt;br /&gt;more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-94761093106659803?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/94761093106659803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=94761093106659803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/94761093106659803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/94761093106659803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/03/id-like-to-tell-you-how-much-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-2479637232279808450</id><published>2007-03-07T06:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T06:55:17.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Lover's Dance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glistening bodies Entwined &lt;br /&gt;in an ageless erotic dance,&lt;br /&gt;seeking pleasures from each other,&lt;br /&gt;seeking wonder and romance.&lt;br /&gt;She touches his face with tenderness.&lt;br /&gt;He draws her body near.&lt;br /&gt;Aching, needing hunger &lt;br /&gt;will make their destiny clear. &lt;br /&gt;Their lips meet in soft kisses,&lt;br /&gt;their tongues begin passion's war.&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten now, the outside world. &lt;br /&gt;All is here, behind this door.&lt;br /&gt;He strokes her body tenderly,&lt;br /&gt;she arches up for his caress.&lt;br /&gt;He finds her silken portal &lt;br /&gt;and her womanly wetness.&lt;br /&gt;She moans in fiery desire &lt;br /&gt;and pulls his hand away,&lt;br /&gt;wishing to end this exquisite torture &lt;br /&gt;and get on with passion's play. &lt;br /&gt;She Straddles his waiting body,&lt;br /&gt;eases him into her feminine hollow.&lt;br /&gt;She leads him on a rhythmic dance,&lt;br /&gt;his thrusting hips must follow. &lt;br /&gt;She rides him faster, even then,&lt;br /&gt;to hear his wondrous sighs.&lt;br /&gt;She shows him all the delights &lt;br /&gt;she has between her womanly thighs. &lt;br /&gt;They stare into each other's eyes &lt;br /&gt;and gasp as ecstasy unreels,&lt;br /&gt;and tangles them in a lover's knot &lt;br /&gt;that every answer reveals. &lt;br /&gt;Sated, they lie side by side,&lt;br /&gt;spent but hungering still.&lt;br /&gt;She touches him where their passion came &lt;br /&gt;and tastes their lovers spill. &lt;br /&gt;Their mouths meet in passionate need,&lt;br /&gt;hungry animals once more.&lt;br /&gt;This time he rises above her,&lt;br /&gt;her body to explore. &lt;br /&gt;Their ballet begins again,&lt;br /&gt;as he thrusts his manhood in,&lt;br /&gt;vowing not to end the dance &lt;br /&gt;unless her cries he'll win. &lt;br /&gt;Like beasts of old they become,&lt;br /&gt;riding with desire,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only resting their throbbing bodies &lt;br /&gt;when sated by their fire&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-2479637232279808450?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/2479637232279808450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=2479637232279808450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/2479637232279808450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/2479637232279808450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/03/lovers-dance-glistening-bodies-entwined.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-9149472501599661183</id><published>2007-03-06T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T12:34:08.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Love is"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the strongest feeling known&lt;br /&gt;an all-encompassing passion&lt;br /&gt;an extreme strength&lt;br /&gt;and overwhelming excitement&lt;br /&gt;Love is&lt;br /&gt;trying not to hurt&lt;br /&gt;the other person&lt;br /&gt;trying not to change&lt;br /&gt;the other person&lt;br /&gt;trying not to dominate&lt;br /&gt;the other person&lt;br /&gt;trying not to deceive&lt;br /&gt;the other person&lt;br /&gt;Love is&lt;br /&gt;understanding each other&lt;br /&gt;listening to each other&lt;br /&gt;supporting each other&lt;br /&gt;having fun with each other...&lt;br /&gt;Love is&lt;br /&gt;not an excuse to stop growing&lt;br /&gt;not an excuse to stop making yourself better&lt;br /&gt;not an excuse to lesson one's goals&lt;br /&gt;not an excuse to take the&lt;br /&gt;other person for granted&lt;br /&gt;Love is&lt;br /&gt;being completely honest with each other&lt;br /&gt;finding dreams to share&lt;br /&gt;working towards common goals&lt;br /&gt;sharing responsibilities equally&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in the world wants to love&lt;br /&gt;Love is not a feeling&lt;br /&gt;to be taken lightly&lt;br /&gt;Love is a feeling to be cherished&lt;br /&gt;nurtured and cared for&lt;br /&gt;Love is&lt;br /&gt;the reason for life&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-9149472501599661183?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/9149472501599661183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=9149472501599661183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/9149472501599661183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/9149472501599661183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-is-strongest-feeling-known-all.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-2435153839982604773</id><published>2007-02-27T09:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T09:29:23.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Just how high?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can the Human Heart rise&lt;br /&gt;In a World so full of uncaring eyes&lt;br /&gt;Where Animals suffer and Children die&lt;br /&gt;And people fight Wars without knowing why&lt;br /&gt;Where alcohol and drugs cause wasted lives&lt;br /&gt;And shelters are full of unwed mothers and battered wives&lt;br /&gt;But should the day come that man learns to care&lt;br /&gt;And no longer wants just to take, but also to share&lt;br /&gt;And he learns that everything has the right to live&lt;br /&gt;And Life is something he can take, but can not give&lt;br /&gt;When he learns to approach Life with a Heart full of Love&lt;br /&gt;For everything on Earth and in the Heavens above&lt;br /&gt;When he learns to do these things&lt;br /&gt;He will have opened the door&lt;br /&gt;To knowing just how high&lt;br /&gt;The Human Heart can soar.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-8241919816562893789</id><published>2007-02-26T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T11:04:53.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Is This It?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head in my hands tears streaming down &lt;br /&gt;To a place inside my past thoughts I go &lt;br /&gt;The past of hurt the past so full of loss &lt;br /&gt;This loss is for I and only I to know &lt;br /&gt;Whether it's a new hurt or quite old &lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter much to me now &lt;br /&gt;I only feel the pain over and over &lt;br /&gt;As my finger tips caress my brow &lt;br /&gt;My eyes close tightly pushing back &lt;br /&gt;Holding all the tears right there &lt;br /&gt;Keeping all from seeing me cry &lt;br /&gt;Not wanting my soul laid bare &lt;br /&gt;Then I wish not for their sympathy &lt;br /&gt;The stares and butterings under their breath &lt;br /&gt;This is personal between he and I &lt;br /&gt;Secretly asking God, why this death &lt;br /&gt;What here did I ever do wrong &lt;br /&gt;That I would be punished oh so bad &lt;br /&gt;Why would you give me just three months &lt;br /&gt;To live a whole lifetime with my Dad   &lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-8241919816562893789?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/8241919816562893789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=8241919816562893789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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have kept our friendship&lt;br /&gt;how can I let her know, how much she still means to me&lt;br /&gt;I lay awake at night and wonder&lt;br /&gt;I lay with my heart on my side and cry&lt;br /&gt;what I did to love was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I broke all my promises, I said I'd never let her go&lt;br /&gt;although it's too late for regrets&lt;br /&gt;it may not be too late to amend my loss.&lt;br /&gt;she's gone and I know it, maybe she found someone new&lt;br /&gt;still out of my selfishness I need her to know that I can never be the same again. &lt;br /&gt;I don't need her back, I don't need her &lt;br /&gt;to love me, I just need some peace&lt;br /&gt;I need her to understand me, I'll always be here for her.&lt;br /&gt;By God I hope she knows I never tried to break my promises, in my heart she's still the one&lt;br /&gt;until the day I die, I'll always be here to kiss away her tears&lt;br /&gt;and to love her until the end of time"&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-1975436397048786883?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1975436397048786883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=1975436397048786883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/1975436397048786883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/1975436397048786883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-wish-i-wish-i-would-had-said.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-6037427058471307895</id><published>2007-02-16T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T12:22:09.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I reach out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach out into the darkness and cold,&lt;br /&gt;you're all alone I keep being told.&lt;br /&gt;Tears roll down my face,&lt;br /&gt;my heart's beat gaining pace. &lt;br /&gt;I knew a time would come when I would be all alone, &lt;br /&gt;but now, wishing my heart were made of stone.&lt;br /&gt;So I would feel the pain inside, &lt;br /&gt;from not having anyone by my side. &lt;br /&gt;Wishing that the light would come to me, &lt;br /&gt;in peace then I shall be. &lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-6037427058471307895?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/6037427058471307895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=6037427058471307895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/6037427058471307895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/6037427058471307895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-reach-out-i-reach-out-into-darkness.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-8163256025993085461</id><published>2007-02-02T11:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T11:43:10.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I am not very good!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this Game called Life&lt;br /&gt;For I've not learned to see children crying&lt;br /&gt;Without feeling pain&lt;br /&gt;For I've not learned to watch animals destroyed&lt;br /&gt;Without wondering why&lt;br /&gt;For I've not yet met a king or celebrity&lt;br /&gt;That I would bow down to&lt;br /&gt;Or a man so insignificant&lt;br /&gt;That I would use for a stepping-stone&lt;br /&gt;For I've not learned to be a "yes man"&lt;br /&gt;To narrow minded bosses&lt;br /&gt;Who quote rules without reason&lt;br /&gt;And I've not learned to manipulate&lt;br /&gt;The feelings of others&lt;br /&gt;To be used for my own advantages &lt;br /&gt;Then cast aside as I see fit&lt;br /&gt;No, I am not very good&lt;br /&gt;At the Game called Life&lt;br /&gt;And if everything goes well&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I never will be&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-8163256025993085461?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/8163256025993085461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I am an idea"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conceived in the mind of the Universe&lt;br /&gt;And interpreted in the minds&lt;br /&gt;Of the individuals I meet&lt;br /&gt;Within myself I am constant&lt;br /&gt;Yet I am as ever changing&lt;br /&gt;As the people who interpret me&lt;br /&gt;I can control my actions&lt;br /&gt;But I can not control their thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I must do what I think right&lt;br /&gt;And let others -&lt;br /&gt;Think what they will&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-7623758524246881558?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/7623758524246881558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=7623758524246881558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/7623758524246881558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/7623758524246881558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-am-idea-conceived-in-mind-of-universe.html' title=''/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-5920059110062228975</id><published>2007-01-22T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T23:25:39.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone!</title><content type='html'>"Gone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I let the tears flow, I thought, where did my love go?&lt;br /&gt;Why did she set me free? Forever, is what we were meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;Those sunny days have turned gray, Those bright stars have faded&lt;br /&gt;away, The flame we swore would always burn bright, it just lost it's light. &lt;br /&gt;I feel as if my soul has died, I can't believe &lt;br /&gt;how many tears I've cried. I feel there's no need for life,&lt;br /&gt;as I see my reflection in the knife. &lt;br /&gt;Then I think of what our love has taught me, &lt;br /&gt;To be strong when things go wrong. So I turn away and let things be.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-5920059110062228975?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/5920059110062228975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=5920059110062228975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/5920059110062228975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/5920059110062228975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/01/gone.html' title='Gone!'/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-1014418725187098489</id><published>2007-01-21T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T21:05:42.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fantasy Dreams"</title><content type='html'>"Fantasy Dreams"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the mists surround me&lt;br /&gt;stroking my body&lt;br /&gt;with their soft fingers&lt;br /&gt;opening me&lt;br /&gt;making me feel love's essence,&lt;br /&gt;inflaming my desire.&lt;br /&gt;And the mists surround me&lt;br /&gt;lying naked&lt;br /&gt;opened and ready&lt;br /&gt;awaiting your approach&lt;br /&gt;aching for your caress.&lt;br /&gt;And the mists surround me&lt;br /&gt;dampness filling the air,&lt;br /&gt;muting the cries of passion &lt;br /&gt;you create in me,&lt;br /&gt;as open I lie&lt;br /&gt;awaiting your touch......&lt;br /&gt;.........'til I am yours forever........&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-1014418725187098489?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1014418725187098489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=1014418725187098489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/1014418725187098489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/1014418725187098489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/01/fantasy-dreams.html' title='&quot;Fantasy Dreams&quot;'/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-307997833648802578</id><published>2007-01-20T00:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:25:36.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"And its sterility"</title><content type='html'>And its sterility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaves an unkind mark,&lt;br /&gt;Though' he who casts it,&lt;br /&gt;For all the world,&lt;br /&gt;Be filled with good intent;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless&lt;br /&gt;It leads down to Hell&lt;br /&gt;Where demons tempt and torment&lt;br /&gt;Those unwary souls&lt;br /&gt;Backslidden in their resolves,&lt;br /&gt;Weak in the affirmations,&lt;br /&gt;Undone by their own vanities.&lt;br /&gt;What has love to do with anything&lt;br /&gt;When it produces no fruit?&lt;br /&gt;It is either tasteless&lt;br /&gt;Or the taste of it is bitter&lt;br /&gt;On the mind&lt;br /&gt;And on the soul.&lt;br /&gt;Such love,&lt;br /&gt;Tho' well wished,&lt;br /&gt;When it is received&lt;br /&gt;Leads to self abuse.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-307997833648802578?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/307997833648802578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-976389081467589418</id><published>2007-01-19T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T15:05:11.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Do I Know You?"</title><content type='html'>"Do I Know You?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I thought I knew you, &lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to stare, &lt;br /&gt;Was that a smile of recognition, &lt;br /&gt;Just before that worried glare?&lt;br /&gt;No, you're right, you're not the person, &lt;br /&gt;The girl I knew was full of hope, &lt;br /&gt;You're depressed and getting older, &lt;br /&gt;You can hardly seem to cope.&lt;br /&gt;She was young and full of energy, &lt;br /&gt;There was nothing she couldn't do, &lt;br /&gt;She had faith and joy and laughter, &lt;br /&gt;No, you're right, she wasn't you.&lt;br /&gt;Promise me, that if you see her, &lt;br /&gt;You'll tell her that I really care, &lt;br /&gt;And I miss her looking back at me, &lt;br /&gt;From that mirror over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-976389081467589418?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/976389081467589418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=976389081467589418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/976389081467589418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/976389081467589418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/01/do-i-know-you.html' title='&quot;Do I Know You?&quot;'/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-5510985535417614978</id><published>2007-01-17T22:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:41:28.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can This Be True</title><content type='html'>"Can This Be True"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can this be true? Tell me can this be real,&lt;br /&gt;how can I put into words what I feel.&lt;br /&gt;My life was complete, I thought I was whole,&lt;br /&gt;why do I feel I am losing control?&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that love could feel like this, &lt;br /&gt;then you changed my world with just one kiss. &lt;br /&gt;How can it be that right here with me, there's an angel?&lt;br /&gt;It's a miracle your love is like a river, peaceful and deep.&lt;br /&gt;Your soul is like a secret that I could never keep. &lt;br /&gt;When I look into your eyes, I know that it is true. &lt;br /&gt;God must have spent a little more time on you.&lt;br /&gt;In all creation, all things great and small, &lt;br /&gt;you are the one that surpasses them all. &lt;br /&gt;The more I see you it is like diamonds and pearls,&lt;br /&gt;they broke the mold when you came in this world, &lt;br /&gt;and I'm trying hard to figure out,&lt;br /&gt;just how I ever did without the warmth of your smile &lt;br /&gt;and the tenderness of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-5510985535417614978?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/5510985535417614978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=5510985535417614978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/5510985535417614978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/5510985535417614978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/01/can-this-be-true.html' title='Can This Be True'/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-1879307162287552728</id><published>2007-01-16T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T20:58:51.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Guardian Angels</title><content type='html'>"Our Guardian Angels"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Angels sense you need them, &lt;br /&gt;And Angels always do.... &lt;br /&gt;They come unseen from everywhere, &lt;br /&gt;To help and comfort you. &lt;br /&gt;They hover close beside you, &lt;br /&gt;Till all your cares are gone... &lt;br /&gt;Till they can see you're ready, &lt;br /&gt;Once again to carry on&lt;br /&gt;Then some of them may fly away, &lt;br /&gt;And take their gentle touch... &lt;br /&gt;To other hearts that need the love, &lt;br /&gt;Of Angels very much. &lt;br /&gt;But one, at least, stays with you, &lt;br /&gt;As your constant friend and guide... &lt;br /&gt;For Guardian Angels never leave, &lt;br /&gt;They're always at your side.&lt;br /&gt;For You My ^Å^ngel&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-1879307162287552728?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/1879307162287552728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=1879307162287552728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/1879307162287552728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/1879307162287552728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/01/our-guardian-angels.html' title='Our Guardian Angels'/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-3810308686943613827</id><published>2007-01-15T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T22:51:04.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to turn in lol</title><content type='html'>Hi well today I designed this page for my poems hope you guys like them I wrote them all and wanted to share them with you all also the old page was boring lol yup boring not much you can do though anyways I will post one a night for all to read enjoy and have a great time, oh if you want to use a poem feel free to &lt;a href="mailto:mony@hughes.net"&gt;Send ME email Here&lt;/a&gt; with subject name poem also don’t forget to tell me which one you want lol see ya.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-3810308686943613827?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/3810308686943613827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=3810308686943613827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/3810308686943613827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/3810308686943613827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/01/time-to-turn-in-lol.html' title='Time to turn in lol'/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-8371797179605098291</id><published>2007-01-15T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T20:43:17.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I love you?</title><content type='html'>"How do I love you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking through my eyes of blue.&lt;br /&gt;Gazing deep into your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of losing you I despise.&lt;br /&gt;Your tender touch, your heart so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;When we come together our hearts meet.&lt;br /&gt;With your thoughtfulness and our love of gold.&lt;br /&gt;To any other woman my heart is sold.&lt;br /&gt;Sex isn't everything to our love.&lt;br /&gt;It's trust, consideration and help from above.&lt;br /&gt;Loving you to the fullest, this I do.&lt;br /&gt;But all my love is for you.&lt;br /&gt;We may argue and disagree.&lt;br /&gt;But when we are apart,&lt;br /&gt;the only thing in my mind is you and me.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-8371797179605098291?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/8371797179605098291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=8371797179605098291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/8371797179605098291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/8371797179605098291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-do-i-love-you.html' title='How do I love you?'/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-940802952211965778</id><published>2007-01-15T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T20:41:23.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever since the day we met</title><content type='html'>"Ever since the day we met"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that you were extremely special&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I wanted to get to&lt;br /&gt;know you better&lt;br /&gt;and I knew that my emotions&lt;br /&gt;had been touched&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the day I fell in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I wanted to spend all my&lt;br /&gt;time with you&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I wanted to tell you&lt;br /&gt;everything about myself&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I would begin to grow&lt;br /&gt;as a person&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the day that you and I became one&lt;br /&gt;I knew that my body and mind&lt;br /&gt;were passionate forever&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I wanted our relationship&lt;br /&gt;to last forever&lt;br /&gt;If we had not met&lt;br /&gt;I would still be searching for happiness&lt;br /&gt;and I would always be thinking that&lt;br /&gt;love was not real&lt;br /&gt;So I want to dearly thank you&lt;br /&gt;for the day we met and&lt;br /&gt;forever after&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-940802952211965778?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/940802952211965778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=940802952211965778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/940802952211965778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/940802952211965778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/01/ever-since-day-we-met.html' title='Ever since the day we met'/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-7433336893630919549</id><published>2007-01-15T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T20:39:22.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends Forever</title><content type='html'>"Friends Forever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things I need to tell you but I don't know where to begin. &lt;br /&gt;There's not enough words in this world to express how I feel. &lt;br /&gt;Whenever your hurt,I'll be there. Whenever you need me,I'll be near. &lt;br /&gt;I'll help you through thick and thin. I'll stay by your side, when no one else can. &lt;br /&gt;I'll always be your friend, you can count on on me '&lt;br /&gt;till the end. To you,I've given all my love, my life and my heart. &lt;br /&gt;Our love and friendship grows stronger everyday. &lt;br /&gt;I would be lost forever if you were to ever go away.~M~&lt;img src="http://www.hardyacresequine.net/poems/rose.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-7433336893630919549?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/7433336893630919549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=7433336893630919549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/7433336893630919549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/305276789702642665/posts/default/7433336893630919549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/2007/01/friends-forever.html' title='Friends Forever'/><author><name>~M~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-4565945137587959194</id><published>2007-01-15T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T20:09:26.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You have opened up my heart</title><content type='html'>"You have opened up my heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see my happiness in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;The love I hold for you inside &lt;br /&gt;Is much stronger than you and I.&lt;br /&gt;Like a tide washing over me, &lt;br /&gt;Your love has cleared my doubts &lt;br /&gt;What I know of our existence &lt;br /&gt;Is much more than words can say.&lt;br /&gt;You have helped me see &lt;br /&gt;The side of love I never thought &lt;br /&gt;could exist&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget your vow &lt;br /&gt; you forever will have a place in my &lt;br /&gt;forever broken heart&lt;br /&gt;The Key to my heart you already have &lt;br /&gt;And this key I give to you once more&lt;br /&gt;It is the key that will open my front door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-4565945137587959194?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monyspoems.blogspot.com/feeds/4565945137587959194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=305276789702642665&amp;postID=4565945137587959194' title='0 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one with a meaning, &lt;br /&gt;So dear so true.&lt;br /&gt;One for cherish and one for love,&lt;br /&gt;You were sent from heaven,&lt;br /&gt;An angel above.&lt;br /&gt;Another for honor,&lt;br /&gt;And one for care,&lt;br /&gt;I promise forever,&lt;br /&gt;I will always be there.&lt;br /&gt;One for respect,&lt;br /&gt;Another for the twinkle in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;More beautiful than the stars in the moon lite skies,&lt;br /&gt;Another for the smile on your face,&lt;br /&gt;But you ask why are there only 11 roses in this vase.&lt;br /&gt;The 12 rose stands above the rest,&lt;br /&gt;The air that I breathe,&lt;br /&gt;It put me to the test.&lt;br /&gt;I love the rose unblind and true,&lt;br /&gt;Oh My Love, that rose is you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-3249539950613316068?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7FDXWfG6EE/TYVRkFAXivI/AAAAAAAAAEA/pV9XazJOuf8/s220/dewey3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-305276789702642665.post-4431742842354182555</id><published>2007-01-15T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T13:17:24.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A KISS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you kiss me tonight&lt;br /&gt;so soft&lt;br /&gt;so gentle&lt;br /&gt;arouse deep feelings&lt;br /&gt;please, make it so sensual&lt;br /&gt;can you feel a kiss without your heart&lt;br /&gt;so warm your lips, I felt them part&lt;br /&gt;no words can be spoken, the meaning is true&lt;br /&gt;that kiss will last forever&lt;br /&gt;it's only for me and you&lt;br /&gt;a kiss from the heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/305276789702642665-4431742842354182555?l=monyspoems.blogspot.com' alt='' 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