<?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-6140086043502180993</id><updated>2012-01-09T21:40:13.496-08:00</updated><category term='sun'/><category term='drop'/><category term='rain'/><category term='hands'/><category term='ee cummings'/><category term='cloud'/><category term='lullaby'/><category term='time'/><title type='text'>Yesterday's Rain</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140086043502180993/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yesterday's Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09269679573634793862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140086043502180993.post-3500400535985334407</id><published>2011-05-25T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T13:01:28.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It rains, it's wonderful. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;We remain at home.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing pleases us more than ourselves&lt;br /&gt;by this time in low season&lt;br /&gt;It is wonderful: it is raining.&lt;br /&gt;I listen to the rain hitting the window&lt;br /&gt;And you smile tenderly.&lt;br /&gt;                          ~ Francis Carco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFoTeVskkqI/Td1fyiMoABI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xGjXumo2nWo/s1600/2me2gbuc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFoTeVskkqI/Td1fyiMoABI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xGjXumo2nWo/s200/2me2gbuc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610746032551362578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09269679573634793862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFoTeVskkqI/Td1fyiMoABI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xGjXumo2nWo/s72-c/2me2gbuc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140086043502180993.post-8635119719505645077</id><published>2010-03-09T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:40:13.501-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>I can't touch the sun for you</title><content type='html'>I can't touch the clouds for you, I'll never reach the sun for you&lt;br /&gt;I've never done the things that you need done for you&lt;br /&gt;I've stretched as high as I can reach, I guess I'm not the one for you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't touch the clouds or reach the sun for you&lt;br /&gt;No I can't reach the clouds or touch the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;I can't turn back time for you, and make you sweet sixteen again&lt;br /&gt;I can't turn your barren fields to green again&lt;br /&gt;And I won't sit around and talk of how things might have been again&lt;br /&gt;No I can't turn back time and make you young again&lt;br /&gt;I can't turn back time and make you young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find somebody who can do the things I didn't do&lt;br /&gt;And find the road I didn't find, and build a brighter world for you&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find somebody old enough to reach and take a hold&lt;br /&gt;And guide your ever changing mind, and free your ever risin' soul&lt;br /&gt;But I can't, No I can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't look inside your mind, and see the things you're hopin' for&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help you chase the dream you're gropin' for&lt;br /&gt;You say your arms are open wide, but Lord knows who they're open for&lt;br /&gt;No I can't know your mind or chase your dreams with you&lt;br /&gt;No I can't chase your dreams or know your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So say goodbye and don't look back, I've had some happy days with you&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I can't be the one who stays with you&lt;br /&gt;And when they ask about me, you can say I was the one with you&lt;br /&gt;Who never touched the clouds or reached the sun with you&lt;br /&gt;No I can't reach the clouds or touch the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's done, I can't touch the sun for you, ooh, ooh, ooh&lt;br /&gt;I can't touch the sun, I can't no I can't, ooh, no, ooh, no&lt;br /&gt;I can't touch the sun, no lord, no.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    (Performed by Dr. Hook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140086043502180993-8635119719505645077?l=yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/8635119719505645077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140086043502180993&amp;postID=8635119719505645077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140086043502180993/posts/default/8635119719505645077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140086043502180993/posts/default/8635119719505645077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cant-touch-clouds-for-you.html' title='I can&apos;t touch the sun for you'/><author><name>Yesterday's Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09269679573634793862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140086043502180993.post-3504129776857294846</id><published>2009-03-10T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T00:01:46.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisps in the Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We are like wisps in the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Time moving by so fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;An emptiness of the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A moment that couldn't last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fragments from another time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My mind wanders for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Forever in my memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In another face I've seen your smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofW3OiXfsLs/Sbdhd1pLKDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_pJJP33mgj4/s1600-h/Beauty+of+the+Earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofW3OiXfsLs/Sbdhd1pLKDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_pJJP33mgj4/s400/Beauty+of+the+Earth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311821450750666802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140086043502180993-3504129776857294846?l=yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/3504129776857294846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140086043502180993&amp;postID=3504129776857294846' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140086043502180993/posts/default/3504129776857294846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140086043502180993/posts/default/3504129776857294846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com/2009/03/wisps-in-wind.html' title='Wisps in the Wind'/><author><name>Yesterday's Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09269679573634793862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofW3OiXfsLs/Sbdhd1pLKDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_pJJP33mgj4/s72-c/Beauty+of+the+Earth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140086043502180993.post-1877832590775250663</id><published>2009-01-21T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T10:32:12.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Grey rainy days,&lt;br /&gt;     Quiet, silent&lt;br /&gt;          Clouds drifting across the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silently life begins&lt;br /&gt;     Slowly, effortlessly&lt;br /&gt;          From the sky tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing over night&lt;br /&gt;     Washing away&lt;br /&gt;         The hurt and grim of other years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revealing secrets&lt;br /&gt;      Beautiful, alive&lt;br /&gt;          Once again the world is new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey rainy days&lt;br /&gt;      Quiet, silent&lt;br /&gt;           clouds drifting slowly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        Till next time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140086043502180993-1877832590775250663?l=yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/1877832590775250663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140086043502180993&amp;postID=1877832590775250663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140086043502180993/posts/default/1877832590775250663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140086043502180993/posts/default/1877832590775250663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com/2009/01/grey-silence.html' title='Grey Silence'/><author><name>Yesterday's Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09269679573634793862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140086043502180993.post-7071448163511155331</id><published>2009-01-21T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T10:23:55.569-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ee cummings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hands'/><title type='text'>somewhere i have never travelled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;any experience,your eyes have their silence:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;or which i cannot touch because they are too near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;your slightest look easily will unclose me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;though i have closed myself as fingers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;(touching skilfully,mysteriously) her first rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;or if your wish be to close me, i and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;as when the heart of this flower imagines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;the snow carefully everywhere descending;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;the power of your intense fragility: whose texture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;compels me with the color of its countries,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;rendering death and forever with each breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;(i do not know what it is about you that closes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;and opens; only something in me understands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;nobody,not even the rain, has such small hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;                 - E. E. Cummings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140086043502180993-7071448163511155331?l=yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/7071448163511155331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140086043502180993&amp;postID=7071448163511155331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140086043502180993/posts/default/7071448163511155331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140086043502180993/posts/default/7071448163511155331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com/2009/01/somewhere-i-have-never-travelled.html' title='somewhere i have never travelled'/><author><name>Yesterday's Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09269679573634793862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140086043502180993.post-1738141700708241561</id><published>2008-12-27T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T22:55:55.939-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lullaby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drop'/><title type='text'>Silver Liquid Drops</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Let the rain kiss you.  Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops.  Let the rain sing you a lullaby."  - Langston Hughes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140086043502180993-1738141700708241561?l=yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/1738141700708241561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140086043502180993&amp;postID=1738141700708241561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140086043502180993/posts/default/1738141700708241561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140086043502180993/posts/default/1738141700708241561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com/2008/12/silver-liquid-drops.html' title='Silver Liquid Drops'/><author><name>Yesterday's Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09269679573634793862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140086043502180993.post-3058485514137002216</id><published>2008-11-20T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:33:55.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"IF I HAD A WISH, I WOULD WISH TO BE YOUR TEARS, TO BE REBORN IN YOUR EYES AND TO DIE ON YOUR LIPS. BUT IF YOU WERE MY TEARS, I WOULD NEVER CRY AGAIN IN FEAR OF LOOSING YOU FOR EVER"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"….IT WAS NOT MY EAR YOU WHISPERED IN IT WAS MY HEART…. IT WAS NOT MY LIPS YOU KISSED BUT MY SOUL”  -Judy Garland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6140086043502180993-3058485514137002216?l=yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com/feeds/3058485514137002216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6140086043502180993&amp;postID=3058485514137002216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140086043502180993/posts/default/3058485514137002216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6140086043502180993/posts/default/3058485514137002216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdays-rain.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-heart.html' title='My Heart'/><author><name>Yesterday's Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09269679573634793862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
