<?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-23389672</id><updated>2011-12-14T18:46:53.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>May Winds</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</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>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23389672.post-116051980184566480</id><published>2006-10-10T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T15:37:25.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>What's colder then snow&lt;br /&gt;Falls faster then rain&lt;br /&gt;Leaves nothing but pain in it's wake&lt;br /&gt;Makes one wish for the life that is lost&lt;br /&gt;Causes a heart to break&lt;br /&gt;Causes tears to fall faster then rain on off a tree&lt;br /&gt;Makes one feel empty inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one answer could answer each of those and it's ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-116051980184566480?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/116051980184566480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=116051980184566480' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/116051980184566480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/116051980184566480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/10/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23389672.post-115948662920553759</id><published>2006-09-28T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T16:55:44.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I now know someone who(’s)</title><content type='html'>Neat&lt;br /&gt;Nice&lt;br /&gt;Makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;Makes me cry while I’m laughing&lt;br /&gt;Makes forget my problems for a short while&lt;br /&gt;A gentle soul&lt;br /&gt;Allows my pain to be their pain&lt;br /&gt;Finds time in their day to make my day brighter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-115948662920553759?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23389672.post-115940613358718098</id><published>2006-09-27T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T18:15:33.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As the Winds die down</title><content type='html'>I feel a breeze on my face&lt;br /&gt;Softly at first&lt;br /&gt;Like a feather down from a newborn chick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the wind picks up&lt;br /&gt;Brushing my face&lt;br /&gt;With a  force that I’ve never felt before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to turn away &lt;br /&gt;But every time I do&lt;br /&gt;I can  only think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I think of you &lt;br /&gt;The wind howls in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound is debarring me&lt;br /&gt;From hearing your voice again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the wind settles down &lt;br /&gt;I can feel my tears fall and mix &lt;br /&gt;With the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-115940613358718098?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/115940613358718098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=115940613358718098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/115940613358718098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/115940613358718098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/09/as-winds-die-down.html' title='As the Winds die down'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</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-23389672.post-115216398344760426</id><published>2006-07-06T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:39:21.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Change in the Wind</title><content type='html'>Sitting alone night after night&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the warm yet cool air &lt;br /&gt;pass across my face&lt;br /&gt;I'm reminded of a time &lt;br /&gt;When it didn't feel as warm &lt;br /&gt;Or feel as cool to the touch.&lt;br /&gt;But it's cold &lt;br /&gt;and there's no warmth to it&lt;br /&gt;It covered me &lt;br /&gt;In it's overpowering present&lt;br /&gt;and left me to&lt;br /&gt;shake and shiver all night long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-115216398344760426?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/115216398344760426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=115216398344760426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/115216398344760426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/115216398344760426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/07/change-in-wind.html' title='A Change in the Wind'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23389672.post-114826512804111785</id><published>2006-05-21T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T18:03:42.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worrying and Wondering</title><content type='html'>I wait for you to call &lt;br /&gt;In these cold and dark walls&lt;br /&gt;In fear that you won't call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit and watch for your car &lt;br /&gt;To pull up my driveway&lt;br /&gt;In hope that you will return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why you left?&lt;br /&gt;Why you had to go? &lt;br /&gt;And why you didn't say goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;Or even leave me a note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit crying in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Wondering why you left me here?&lt;br /&gt;Why you couldn't take me with you?&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes just Why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-114826512804111785?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/114826512804111785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=114826512804111785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114826512804111785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114826512804111785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/05/worrying-and-wondering.html' title='Worrying and Wondering'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23389672.post-114489128690525394</id><published>2006-04-12T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T18:24:54.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawn</title><content type='html'>I sit in the dark waiting for the dawn&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting for the dawn of a new day&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep, not even a hour &lt;br /&gt;Couldn't eat a thing all night&lt;br /&gt;And now I see a glow in the distance&lt;br /&gt;But it's not the dawn of a new day that I see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-114489128690525394?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/114489128690525394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=114489128690525394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114489128690525394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114489128690525394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/04/dawn.html' title='Dawn'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</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-23389672.post-114457667432431843</id><published>2006-04-09T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T02:57:54.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rain</title><content type='html'>I sit and watch as the storm comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sit there and wait as the wind picks up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smell the rain before I can hear it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winds really picks up blowing my hair away from my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the rain starts slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like train it pick up speed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rain really starts coming down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit and watch as the lightning comes closer and closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit on the ground as the wind start howl in my ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sit there as the rain storm flys over me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-114457667432431843?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/114457667432431843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=114457667432431843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114457667432431843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114457667432431843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/04/rain.html' title='The Rain'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23389672.post-114392004576752100</id><published>2006-04-01T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T11:34:05.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A light that shines because of you.</title><content type='html'>I have found group of people who has become a very dear friends to me.&lt;br /&gt;And they're a group of wonderful people, who have even helped me out of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are a few whom I can talk to and know they're not out to hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;It's almost like they're my lighthouse is this sea of dark water.&lt;br /&gt;When they are online, it makes me happy just to chat with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even thought we have never meet face to face,&lt;br /&gt;I've wanted you to know that sometime ago this darkness that I have been in has lifted a little because of each and every single one of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say thank you to every single one of you for being here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-114392004576752100?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/114392004576752100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=114392004576752100' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114392004576752100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114392004576752100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/04/light-that-shines-because-of-you.html' title='A light that shines because of you.'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23389672.post-114383663806145773</id><published>2006-03-31T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T12:23:58.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How could you leave me feeling</title><content type='html'>useless&lt;br /&gt;unwanted&lt;br /&gt;unloved&lt;br /&gt;that if I die today that you won't care for me&lt;br /&gt;without a family to call my own&lt;br /&gt;dumped with a person who doesn't want me around&lt;br /&gt;like I don't matter to you&lt;br /&gt;like I'd make my heart as dark as yours, that you'd want me back&lt;br /&gt;like I'm nothing without you&lt;br /&gt;like I'm alive just so you can hurt me&lt;br /&gt;like my being alive doesn't matter to you&lt;br /&gt;like my tears have dried up along time ago&lt;br /&gt;like my feeling for you mean nothing&lt;br /&gt;as if my being here is enough for you to not want me&lt;br /&gt;like I'm have disappointment to you&lt;br /&gt;like I'm failure in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;like I was discourteous that I needed to be disconnected from my family&lt;br /&gt;like I frustrated you into not liking me&lt;br /&gt;like I'd disappointed you every time that I was you were near&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-114383663806145773?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/114383663806145773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=114383663806145773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114383663806145773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114383663806145773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/03/how-could-you-leave-me-feeling.html' title='How could you leave me feeling'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</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-23389672.post-114360295190860298</id><published>2006-03-28T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T19:29:11.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I really needed??</title><content type='html'>No one calls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one writes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one sends an email from time to time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone depends on me to to do it all and now I ask myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's not all that great but am I really needed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-114360295190860298?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/114360295190860298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=114360295190860298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114360295190860298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114360295190860298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/03/am-i-really-needed.html' title='Am I really needed??'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23389672.post-114316444675635536</id><published>2006-03-23T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T17:40:46.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darkness</title><content type='html'>There is darkness all around me&lt;br /&gt;it's pushing all of the light away&lt;br /&gt;and making the light take all of the happiness with it&lt;br /&gt;but with the darkness comes sadness, memories, and tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-114316444675635536?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/114316444675635536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=114316444675635536' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114316444675635536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114316444675635536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/03/darkness.html' title='Darkness'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23389672.post-114264987572957348</id><published>2006-03-17T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T18:49:15.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises and Memories</title><content type='html'>Promises are like the rain, pours down on those who listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are washed away with time and never told to a soul afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do some memories fade like a rainbow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because each day, we make newer memories to replace the older ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Promises and memories freeze with time and are washed up and remembered with words from another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-114264987572957348?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/114264987572957348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=114264987572957348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114264987572957348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114264987572957348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/03/promises-and-memories.html' title='Promises and Memories'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</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-23389672.post-114222001080336397</id><published>2006-03-12T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T14:00:06.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Silver Ray of Hope</title><content type='html'>Yea, right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A silver ray of hope is as meanless as a penny placed in a fountain. It means nothing to no one and doesn't bring you joy unless you go and do what does bring you joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost the same as saving a dollar for a rainy day. That rainy day comes and you already spent that dollar, now what are you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes you want to stop and smell the roses, doesn't it? But you don't find roses in a dead garden and you don't find roses growing in the middle of the winter, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that wonderful silver ray of hope dies along with everything else that watches the changes of seasons. If goes away when we're not looking and makes us grin and bare our miss chance at happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And happiness is like a rainbow, when you not looking one will show up and disappear just as fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-114222001080336397?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/114222001080336397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=114222001080336397' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114222001080336397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114222001080336397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/03/that-silver-ray-of-hope.html' title='That Silver Ray of Hope'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23389672.post-114177963029728074</id><published>2006-03-07T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T17:00:30.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark and troubled</title><content type='html'>Dark and troubled my day has been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't found a light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No really meaning to live by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one real thing to hold on to durring these times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what brings me to this place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the life I have now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the life I had before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-114177963029728074?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/114177963029728074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=114177963029728074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114177963029728074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114177963029728074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/03/dark-and-troubled.html' title='Dark and troubled'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23389672.post-114162713785969036</id><published>2006-03-05T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T22:38:57.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like</title><content type='html'>I feel like dying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I really do feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living isn't all that great, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends come and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one calls or writes anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywehre I look there's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people dying, crying, or just not really living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes you wonder if living is all that people say it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-114162713785969036?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/114162713785969036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=114162713785969036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114162713785969036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114162713785969036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-feel-like.html' title='I feel like'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</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-23389672.post-114152098837307368</id><published>2006-03-04T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T17:09:48.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the darkness</title><content type='html'>It's dark outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lights can be seen from my window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like that a flash comes out of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lighting everything, everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is only for a minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in that minute I see everything and nothing all at once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-114152098837307368?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/114152098837307368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=114152098837307368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114152098837307368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114152098837307368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-darkness.html' title='In the darkness'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</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-23389672.post-114144205398622499</id><published>2006-03-04T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T12:54:41.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Lost</title><content type='html'>Have I lost all faith in myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I lost everything in my life that meant anything at all to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost my friends, my family, and my life. I don't even have enough faith to say that I want it all back. As sad and lonely as I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I really want it all back now? No, not all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe a few friends and a family something that shows that I do have a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't sit up night crying myself to sleep. I don't pray to God to make things easier for me. I just get up and live each day as like the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens I'll always have one small thing to keep me to this life that I live. But what is that one small thing that I have...it's hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope for a brighter tomorrow, even when it doesn't come today, it still might come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-114144205398622499?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/114144205398622499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=114144205398622499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114144205398622499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114144205398622499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-is-lost.html' title='What is Lost'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</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-23389672.post-114144090356636138</id><published>2006-03-03T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T18:55:03.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moonlight</title><content type='html'>On the moonlight you came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars were your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind was your voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentle singing soft and low.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23389672-114144090356636138?l=maywinds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/feeds/114144090356636138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23389672&amp;postID=114144090356636138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114144090356636138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23389672/posts/default/114144090356636138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maywinds.blogspot.com/2006/03/moonlight.html' title='Moonlight'/><author><name>May Winds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04423604935867587459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
