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		<title>Family night out ~ by rldubour</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 16:23:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ron DuBour</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; &#160; Family night out My kids were young I tried to teach I used to give a daily speech. To be aware and help prevent That day we talked of accidents. Both of them paid close attention To everything I would mention. And at the end a show of hands To make sure [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ourpoetrycorner.wordpress.com&#038;blog=19213182&#038;post=7125&#038;subd=ourpoetrycorner&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>My kids were young I tried to teach<br />
I used to give a daily speech.<br />
To be aware and help prevent<br />
That day we talked of accidents.<br />
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<p>Both of them paid close attention<br />
To everything I would mention.<br />
And at the end a show of hands<br />
To make sure they did understand.<br />
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<p>Later on we went out to eat<br />
They always thought this really neat.<br />
A family place not too upbeat<br />
An empty booth we took a seat.<br />
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<p>The waitress there was very nice<br />
Had good food and decent price.<br />
First to arrive were our <a class="zem_slink" title="Milkshake" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milkshake" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">milk shakes</a><br />
That proved to be a big mistake.<br />
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<p>Our drinks now right in front of us<br />
Our youngest one began to fuss.<br />
We&#8217;re still relaxed not in a rush<br />
Then it happened Mom&#8217;s face went flush.<br />
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<p>While he is acting like a clown<br />
I spoke to him to settle down.<br />
At first his face showed a small frown<br />
I spilled every drink turning around!<br />
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<p>A great big smile and big bright eyes<br />
They laughed so hard I thought they&#8217;d cry.<br />
One huge mess I could have died.<br />
Soon enough help had arrived.</p>
<p>The busboy dropped his stack of plates<br />
And everyone of them did break.<br />
His look at me was quite irate.<br />
I smiled and said I&#8217;ll compensate.<br />
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<p>What happens next a chain event<br />
I tried to help and off I went.<br />
I sat there on the floor below<br />
Covered with milkshakes from head to toe.<br />
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<p>All the people now in a roar<br />
Completely soaked and butt was sore.<br />
To Mom I heard the kids confess<br />
&#8220;Dad sure created quite a mess!&#8221;<br />
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		<title>America~NEW YORK~by rldubour</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 15:28:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ron DuBour</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; &#160; NEW YORK The state was named in the 1660&#8242;s for The Duke of York and there was no recourse. Nicknamed the Empire State by George Washington For its wealth and variety of resource. The residents are called New Yorkers The state motto is &#8220;Ever Upward.&#8221; In reviewing the events of 9-11 it [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ourpoetrycorner.wordpress.com&#038;blog=19213182&#038;post=7123&#038;subd=ourpoetrycorner&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p align="center"><b><a class="zem_slink" title="New York City" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=40.6641666667,-73.9386111111&amp;spn=0.1,0.1&amp;q=40.6641666667,-73.9386111111 (New%20York%20City)&amp;t=h" target="_blank" rel="geolocation">NEW YORK</a></b><b></b></p>
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<p>The state was named in the 1660&#8242;s for<br />
The Duke of York and there was no recourse.<br />
Nicknamed the Empire State by George Washington<br />
For its wealth and variety of resource.</p>
<p>The residents are called New Yorkers<br />
The state motto is &#8220;Ever Upward.&#8221;<br />
In reviewing the events of 9-11 it should be<br />
&#8220;Ever Upward and Always Forward!&#8221;</p>
<p>The bluebird is the state bird<br />
The state flower is the rose.<br />
The ladybug is the official insect<br />
And the apple is the fruit they chose.</p>
<p>At the beginning New York City was<br />
Chosen the capital of our government.<br />
In 1789 on the balcony at <a class="zem_slink" title="Federal Hall" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=40.7072222222,-74.0102777778&amp;spn=0.01,0.01&amp;q=40.7072222222,-74.0102777778 (Federal%20Hall)&amp;t=h" target="_blank" rel="geolocation">Federal Hall</a><br />
George Washington took the oath as President.</p>
<p>For vast wilderness and beauty in the<br />
<a class="zem_slink" title="Adirondack Park" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=44.1125,-73.9238888889&amp;spn=0.01,0.01&amp;q=44.1125,-73.9238888889 (Adirondack%20Park)&amp;t=h" target="_blank" rel="geolocation">Adirondack State park</a> you&#8217;ll find<br />
It&#8217;s larger than Yellowstone, Yosemite, Grand<br />
Canyon, Glacier and the Olympic park combined!</p>
<p>In 1807 is the first successful steamboat<br />
Maiden voyage from NYC to Albany.<br />
And in 1861 Matthew Vassar founded<br />
Vassar College in Poughkeepsie.</p>
<p>In Rochester Wade Bogs and Carl Ripken Jr.<br />
Played the longest ballgame in its history.<br />
And Rochester is also known as the Flour<br />
City and the <a class="zem_slink" title="Rochester, New York" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=43.1655555556,-77.6113888889&amp;spn=0.1,0.1&amp;q=43.1655555556,-77.6113888889 (Rochester%2C%20New%20York)&amp;t=h" target="_blank" rel="geolocation">Flower City</a>!</p>
<p>The New York Post established in 1803 is<br />
The oldest running newspaper in the <a class="zem_slink" title="United States" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=38.8833333333,-77.0166666667&amp;spn=10.0,10.0&amp;q=38.8833333333,-77.0166666667 (United%20States)&amp;t=h" target="_blank" rel="geolocation">United States</a>.<br />
And <a class="zem_slink" title="Gennaro Lombardi" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gennaro_Lombardi" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">Gennaro Lombardi</a> opened the fist<br />
Pizzeria in NYC selling pizza cakes.</p>
<p>The Big Apple is a term coined by musicians<br />
Meaning to play the big time, musical mix.<br />
And Hartsdale has a pet cemetery with 12,000<br />
Pets, established in 1896.</p>
<p style="text-align:left;" align="center">Time again for famous names as we near the end<br />
Norman Rockwell, Michael Jordan and Mel Gibson,<br />
Mariah Carey, Franklin Roosevelt and George Gershwin.<br />
Susan B Anthony, Vince Lombardi and Denzal Washington,<br />
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />
Statehood, July 26th, 1788 the 11th state.<br />
The capital is Albany.</p>
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<p>AUTHOR NOTES:<br />
The only school in the world offering a Bachelor of Science Degree with a Major in Cosmetics and Fragrance is The <a class="zem_slink" title="Fashion Institute of Technology" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=40.7466666667,-73.9941666667&amp;spn=0.01,0.01&amp;q=40.7466666667,-73.9941666667 (Fashion%20Institute%20of%20Technology)&amp;t=h" target="_blank" rel="geolocation">Fashion Institute of Technology</a> in Manhattan.<br />
Dairy farming is this state most important with over 18,000 cattle farms<br />
The Catskill are home to the legend of Rip Van Winkle<br />
The state song is  love New York,<br />
In the 1600?s, European settlers brought to NYC the apple seed.<br />
In 1857 in New York City, Joseph C Gayette invented toilet paper.<br />
The official state tree is the sugar maple.<br />
The Woodstock festival actually in the city of Bethel<br />
The Big Apple is a termed coined by famous musicians meaning big time.<br />
Wade Boggs and Carl Ripken Jr. on opposite teams played the <a class="zem_slink" title="Longest professional baseball game" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Longest_professional_baseball_game" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">longest game in baseball history</a> of 33 innings in Rochester.<br />
The name Canandaigua (pronounced Can-an-DAY-gwa) is derived from a Native American word meaning the chosen spot.<br />
On July 28, 1945 an Army Air Corps B-25 crashed into the <a class="zem_slink" title="Empire State Building" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=40.7484333333,-73.9856555556&amp;spn=0.01,0.01&amp;q=40.7484333333,-73.9856555556 (Empire%20State%20Building)&amp;t=h" target="_blank" rel="geolocation">Empire State Building</a> at the 79th floor level.<br />
Chittenago is the home of <a class="zem_slink" title="L. Frank Baum" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/L._Frank_Baum" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">L. Frank Baum</a>, author of the &#8220;Wizard of Oz&#8221;. It features a yellow brick inlaid sidewalks leading to Aunti Em&#8217;s and other Oz-themed businesses. Chittenago is the location of an annual Munchkins parade.</p>
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		<title>Heartbreaks ~ by rldubour~(Acrostic style)</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 16:19:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ron DuBour</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; &#160; Heartbreaks Heartbreaks Do what it takes Mend it back into place Words spoken too late to erase To say I&#8217;m sorry is not a disgrace Be humble and try to embrace Kindness helps heal the ache Don&#8217;t help create Heartbreaks<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ourpoetrycorner.wordpress.com&#038;blog=19213182&#038;post=7121&#038;subd=ourpoetrycorner&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p align="center">Heartbreaks<br />
Do what it takes<br />
Mend it back into place<br />
Words spoken too late to erase<br />
To say I&#8217;m sorry is not a disgrace<br />
Be humble and try to embrace<br />
Kindness helps heal the ache<br />
Don&#8217;t help create<br />
Heartbreaks</p>
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		<title>Getting Married~by rldubour</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 14:21:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ron DuBour</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; &#160; Getting Married To the parents of the groom and parents of the bride. Mom just empties the bank account and Dad just sits and cries. The planning of the wedding, there is so much to do. Bridal shower and a stag, church, rehearsal dinner, just to name a few. &#160; Reception hall, [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ourpoetrycorner.wordpress.com&#038;blog=19213182&#038;post=7118&#038;subd=ourpoetrycorner&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>To the parents of the <a class="zem_slink" title="Groom" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Groom" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">groom</a> and parents of the <a class="zem_slink" title="Bride" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bride" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">bride</a>.</p>
<p>Mom just empties the <a class="zem_slink" title="Bank account" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bank_account" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">bank account</a> and Dad just sits and cries.</p>
<p>The planning of the wedding, there is so much to do.</p>
<p><a class="zem_slink" title="Bridal shower" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bridal_shower" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">Bridal shower</a> and a stag, church, <a class="zem_slink" title="Rehearsal dinner" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rehearsal_dinner" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">rehearsal dinner</a>, just to name a few.</p>
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<p>Reception hall, where to have? And who should we invite?</p>
<p>The music and photographers and a limousine seems right.</p>
<p>The <a class="zem_slink" title="Wedding" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wedding" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">bridal party</a>, the gowns and tux, they all have to match.</p>
<p>This is just the preparation; <a class="zem_slink" title="The Big Day" href="http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/big_day" target="_blank" rel="rottentomatoes">the big day</a> is coming fast!</p>
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<p>The morning of the wedding, Mom is helping with her gown.</p>
<p>And Dad is helping with his tux, so his bow tie won’t fall down.</p>
<p>Everyone is at the church, the ushers do oblige.</p>
<p>The brides’ family to the left, the grooms to the other side.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>The bridal party waits, until the music does begin.</p>
<p>As they play the wedding march, they slowly all walk in.</p>
<p>The groom and <a class="zem_slink" title="Groomsman" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Groomsman" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">best man</a> standing by the altar as they see.</p>
<p>Dad about to give away this bride, to her husband to be.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>As they face each other and take their <a class="zem_slink" title="Solemn vow" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solemn_vow" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">solemn vows</a>.</p>
<p>They say they do and the Priest responds, you may kiss her now.</p>
<p>The mom and dad on both sides, sit in silent thought.</p>
<p>When they were born and as they grew, to this day it brought.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>A tear is shed, a prayer is spoken that they are guided right.</p>
<p>And from the lessons that you taught, their marriage will be bright.</p>
<p>To love one another through good times and through the bad.</p>
<p>This is one thing they have learned from their moms and dads.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>And when the day is over and their journey is just begun.</p>
<p>You wish them all the happiness, to a daughter and a son.</p>
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		<title>Prom Night ~by rldubour</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 13:07:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ron DuBour</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; &#160; Prom Night Your high school days are now behind, you are a young adult. And will soon be off to college, seeking the same result. But first the most important thing, and that&#8217;s the senior prom. When she smiles the way she does, you&#8217;re the incendiary bomb! You can&#8217;t believe this beauty [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ourpoetrycorner.wordpress.com&#038;blog=19213182&#038;post=7116&#038;subd=ourpoetrycorner&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:center;"><a class="zem_slink" title="Prom Night" href="http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/prom_night" target="_blank" rel="rottentomatoes">Prom Night</a></p>
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<p>Your <a class="zem_slink" title="High school" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/High_school" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">high school</a> days are now behind,<br />
you are a young adult.<br />
And will soon be off to college,<br />
seeking the same result.</p>
<p>But first the most important thing,<br />
and that&#8217;s the <a class="zem_slink" title="Prom" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prom" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">senior prom</a>.<br />
When she smiles the way she does,<br />
you&#8217;re the <a class="zem_slink" title="Incendiary device" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Incendiary_device" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">incendiary bomb</a>!</p>
<p>You can&#8217;t believe this <a class="zem_slink" title="Beauty pageant" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beauty_pageant" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">beauty queen</a><br />
is right there by your side.<br />
Arm-n-arm you guide her through,<br />
your face is full with pride.</p>
<p>You&#8217;re dressed in tux, she&#8217;s dressed in gown,<br />
the school days came to this.<br />
This is a very special night<br />
both hearts are filled with bliss.</p>
<p>You help put on her wrist corsage<br />
tea roses pretty pink.<br />
You had a list of things to do<br />
and barely time to think.</p>
<p>The car all cleaned inside and out,<br />
and made it shine like new.<br />
This is your only senior prom,<br />
you followed all things through.</p>
<p>The big night is finally here<br />
you waited twelve long years.<br />
Tomorrow you will face the world<br />
your hopes and dreams and fears.</p>
<p style="text-align:left;">The ending of an era and<br />
beginning of a new.<br />
What is waiting in your future?<br />
Would it help if you knew?</p>
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		<title>I believe, 516 Coincidence? ~by rldubour</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 17:13:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ron DuBour</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; &#160; I believe, 516 Coincidence? May 16, 1986 *(516-month 5 day 16) Our favorite niece had died. I have to start this write like this, that&#8217;s when my brother cried. Our dear young Judy was her name not once did she complain She had her favorite Uncle Tom his presence eased her pain. [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ourpoetrycorner.wordpress.com&#038;blog=19213182&#038;post=7114&#038;subd=ourpoetrycorner&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:center;">I believe, 516 Coincidence?</p>
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<p>May 16, 1986 *(516-month 5 day 16)<br />
Our favorite niece had died.<br />
I have to start this write like this,<br />
that&#8217;s when my brother cried.</p>
<p>Our dear young Judy was her name<br />
not once did she complain<br />
She had her favorite Uncle Tom<br />
his presence eased her pain.</p>
<p>She had called him Uncle Darling<br />
he always brought her smiles.<br />
His funny antics made her laugh<br />
for her he drove for miles.</p>
<p>As Tom laid in that I.C.U.<br />
I have to mention this.<br />
Two weeks before he past away<br />
his smile was of pure bliss.</p>
<p>He spoke of Judy by his side<br />
with words to show her love.<br />
The last two weeks she was there<br />
prepared him for above.</p>
<p>She left with her uncle darling<br />
on Tuesday May sixteen. *(516-month 5 day 16)<br />
Was this all a coincidence?<br />
Was this unforeseen?</p>
<p>Appearing twice is five sixteen<br />
And two more times to go.<br />
At the Veterans cemetery<br />
Toms&#8217; body put below.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>No stone in place a marker shown</p>
<p>516 was displayed *(516)</p>
<p>This is the number of bodies  here,</p>
<p>right up to the day.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align:left;">Judy&#8217;s dad, brother to Tommy<br />
right on his office door.<br />
There the numbers five sixteen main *(516)<br />
Don&#8217;t know of anymore.</p>
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		<title>VERY EARLY MAY MORNING</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 14:30:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jonathan Caswell</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[VERY EARLY MAY MORNING From the next river valley Comes the blowing for a crossing*&#8230; Darkness veils The distance crossing Over hill With scented breath Spiced with perfume Before death, Yet the scent is all around&#8230; Gently coaxing distant sounds. &#8211;Jonathan Caswell &#8220;blowing for a crossing&#8221;* = a train whistle/horn heard<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ourpoetrycorner.wordpress.com&#038;blog=19213182&#038;post=7112&#038;subd=ourpoetrycorner&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:center;">From the next river valley</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Comes the blowing for a crossing*&#8230;</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Darkness veils</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">The distance crossing</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Over hill</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">With scented breath</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Spiced with perfume</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Before death,</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Yet the scent is all around&#8230;</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Gently coaxing distant sounds.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;">&#8211;Jonathan Caswell</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">&#8220;blowing for a crossing&#8221;* = a train whistle/horn heard</p>
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		<title>The power of faith~by rldubour</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 16:03:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ron DuBour</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; &#160; The power of faith “There wasn’t enough time.” To hide from the storm. Tornadoes are spawning, no time has been warned. Out in the fields harvesting crops, with no time to waste Our bushels were dropped. The first twister nearing now touching the ground. With death swirling winds and its horrible sounds. [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ourpoetrycorner.wordpress.com&#038;blog=19213182&#038;post=7110&#038;subd=ourpoetrycorner&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p align="center">The power of faith</p>
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<p align="center">“There wasn’t enough time.” To hide from the storm.</p>
<p align="center">Tornadoes are spawning, no time has been warned.</p>
<p align="center">Out in the fields harvesting crops, with no time to waste</p>
<p align="center">Our <a class="zem_slink" title="Bushel" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bushel" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">bushels</a> were dropped.</p>
<p align="center">The first twister nearing now touching the ground.</p>
<p align="center">With death swirling winds and its horrible sounds.</p>
<p align="center">Head for the barn was the scream far away.</p>
<p align="center">Still quite some distance we ran as we prayed.</p>
<p align="center">Please Father forgive, if today is my day.</p>
<p align="center">Please tell my family I will love them always.</p>
<p align="center">There’s one close behind me,</p>
<p align="center">Three more have touched ground!</p>
<p align="center">Still a hundred yards out as I</p>
<p align="center">Watched the barn get ripped down.</p>
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<p align="center">I’m totally frightened</p>
<p align="center">I fear my life will end now.</p>
<p align="center">I must survive for my family</p>
<p align="center"><a class="zem_slink" title="God" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/God" target="_blank" rel="wikipedia">God</a> please show me how!</p>
<p align="center">My legs they stopped moving</p>
<p align="center">Not scared anymore.</p>
<p align="center">I dropped to my knees and prayed loudly</p>
<p align="center">Is next stop heaven’s door?</p>
<p align="center">A moment don’t know what happened</p>
<p align="center">I was leaving the ground.</p>
<p align="center">I was in Gods light and</p>
<p align="center">Was gently laid down.</p>
<p align="center">I opened my eyes,</p>
<p align="center">Trying to see</p>
<p align="center">Not sure of where</p>
<p align="center">I might be.</p>
<p align="center">The power of faith is what saved me</p>
<p align="center">As the twisters touched down.</p>
<p align="center">My face frozen with smile</p>
<p align="center">Never again wears a frown.</p>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 22:06:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jonathan Caswell</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Reblogged from By the Mighty Mumford:   MEN AND WOMEN APPRECIATED (1st Peter 3:7) Red-Eye Radio* last night went political, I'd had enough of the typical...  Administration fare Of lawless laissez faire, Being caught with dirty underwear. - Coast-to-Coast-AM** discussed Males and females thrust... Into business "straits" But differ in traits, To understand each is [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ourpoetrycorner.wordpress.com&#038;blog=19213182&#038;post=7107&#038;subd=ourpoetrycorner&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>  MEN AND WOMEN APPRECIATED</p>
<p>(1st Peter 3:7)</p>
<p>Red-Eye Radio* last night went political,</p>
<p>I'd had enough of the typical...</p>
<p> Administration fare</p>
<p>Of lawless laissez faire,</p>
<p>Being caught with dirty underwear.</p>
<p>-</p>
<p>Coast-to-Coast-AM** discussed</p>
<p>Males and females thrust...</p>
<p>Into business "straits"</p>
<p>But differ in traits,</p>
<p>To understand each is a must!</p>
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<p>Most business women,</p>
<p>Try to do their business like men...</p>
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		<title>There is no place like Home~by rldubour (Rictameter style)</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ron DuBour</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; &#160; There is no place like Home There is no place lie home, no truer words we speak. Home is our foundation, of the lessons that we teach. Each of us are different, in how we choose to live our life. Responsible for our own actions, this seems only right. Every second that [&#8230;]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ourpoetrycorner.wordpress.com&#038;blog=19213182&#038;post=7105&#038;subd=ourpoetrycorner&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p align="center">There is no place like Home</p>
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<p><b>T</b>here is no place lie home, no truer words we speak.</p>
<p><b>H</b>ome is our foundation, of the lessons that we teach.</p>
<p><b>E</b>ach of us are different, in how we choose to live our life.</p>
<p><b>R</b>esponsible for our own actions, this seems only right.</p>
<p><b>E</b>very second that has passed and gone before our eyes.</p>
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<p><b>I</b>s now memories of home sweet home and never put aside.</p>
<p><b>S</b>entimental journeys, of how love was always there.</p>
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<p><b>N</b>o other place on earth just could not compare.</p>
<p><b>O</b>f all the precious moments, where you could always share.</p>
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<p><b>P</b>eace of mind in knowing, that family is always there.</p>
<p><b>L</b>ove and inspiration and showing that they cared.</p>
<p><b>A </b>place where fun and laughter always filled the air.</p>
<p><b>C</b>omfort us when there was sorrow and helped us dry our eyes.</p>
<p><b>E</b>ncouraging us that life goes on and make us realize.</p>
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<p><b>L</b>ife on earth is loaned to us, from birth until our death.</p>
<p><b>I</b>nspiration, home has taught us to always do our best.</p>
<p><b>K</b>ind words always spoken, you would always hear.</p>
<p><b>E</b>ven when you felt unsafe, home would wash away your fears.</p>
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<p><b>H</b>ome is where your heart is, this is what it means to me.</p>
<p><b>O</b>nly home is the place, when ever I should leave.</p>
<p><b>M</b>y mind will ask me if they know, the love in which I have shown.</p>
<p><b>E</b>very moment I think of this, There is no place like home!</p>
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