<?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-17890742</id><updated>2011-12-15T01:36:27.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterdays ashes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890742.post-5710858978049307289</id><published>2008-09-19T23:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:49:59.495-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Acceptance</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Acceptance&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't understand&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect you to&lt;br /&gt;I just need your hand&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to care&lt;br /&gt;I need your love&lt;br /&gt;Your safe unabiding love&lt;br /&gt;And the peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;To know I'm safe again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please accept what I say&lt;br /&gt;Don't question why&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like you've failed&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me feel as if I have either&lt;br /&gt;Just accept what you hear&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me to explain&lt;br /&gt;More than what I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please be gentle&lt;br /&gt;that little girl is crying inside&lt;br /&gt;She needs to be held&lt;br /&gt;She needs to be loved&lt;br /&gt;She needs to feel safe&lt;br /&gt;Something she must learn&lt;br /&gt;All over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~tina~~  11/21/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-5710858978049307289?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890742.post-116639919544927243</id><published>2006-12-17T18:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T18:46:35.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Demon Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;She buries her head&lt;br /&gt;as she tries to remain silent&lt;br /&gt;she’s in pain and&lt;br /&gt;tears burn in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;he’s come again....&lt;br /&gt;the demon monster&lt;br /&gt;leaving her damaged...&lt;br /&gt;violated ... exposed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Her eyes plead&lt;br /&gt;when others see&lt;br /&gt;her rainbow skin&lt;br /&gt;but her hopes dim&lt;br /&gt;as they look away&lt;br /&gt;embarrassed...&lt;br /&gt;when they speak&lt;br /&gt;only silence is heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;She is left feeling unworthy..&lt;br /&gt;unworthy of living, of even trying&lt;br /&gt;she turns but no one is there&lt;br /&gt;they’ve vanished&lt;br /&gt;again she is alone&lt;br /&gt;but for the demon monster&lt;br /&gt;who lurks&lt;br /&gt;in the shadows nearby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;~~Tina~~~ 11/2/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-116639919544927243?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/116639919544927243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=116639919544927243' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/116639919544927243'/><link 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style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then an angel sits beside me&lt;br /&gt;Her gentleness eases my fears&lt;br /&gt;She whispers softly to me&lt;br /&gt;As she wipes away the tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In her hand she carries a candle&lt;br /&gt;Aglow with guiding light&lt;br /&gt;I know that she will be with me&lt;br /&gt;And all will be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tina 8/14/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-116639913084550598?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/116639913084550598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=116639913084550598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/116639913084550598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/116639913084550598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2006/12/angel.html' title='An Angel'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-116639876737458270</id><published>2006-12-17T18:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T18:39:27.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding my place</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Most days I feel like a square peg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;surviving in a round world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;trying to make peace with a past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;that few could even image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;But it all spins out of control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;and the table tilts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;spilling the pieces on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I try to pick them up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;but they crumble to ashes and dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;and I wonder what to do next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;As I try to make sense of it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;and find my place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;in this lonely, cold world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Tina~~ 10/10/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-116639876737458270?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/116639876737458270/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890742.post-116639860203835656</id><published>2006-12-17T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T18:36:42.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They say I should forgive you, would someone tell me how&lt;br /&gt;No nevermind please don’t, I’m just not ready now.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not ready to absolve you of all your many sins&lt;br /&gt;I know this isn’t right because no one really wins&lt;br /&gt;You never asked for mercy from me in any way&lt;br /&gt;So I cannot find forgiveness at least not today.&lt;br /&gt;When I meet my maker &amp; reach out to hold His hand&lt;br /&gt;I hope He’ll take it in his &amp;amp; truly understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Tina 8/31/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-116639860203835656?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/116639860203835656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=116639860203835656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/116639860203835656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/116639860203835656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2006/12/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-116639852897270309</id><published>2006-12-17T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T18:35:28.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Storm Within</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I felt my life was afloat in a dark sea&lt;br /&gt;Where skies were always filled&lt;br /&gt;with thick black clouds&lt;br /&gt;A sense of foreboding filled the air&lt;br /&gt;Watching, waiting for the approaching storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Streaks of lighting cut through the black-bellied sky&lt;br /&gt;As screams are muffled from her cry&lt;br /&gt;The great thunder shakes the darkness&lt;br /&gt;As his anger rages upon her&lt;br /&gt;He tears at her taking all that he wants&lt;br /&gt;Leaving nothing but pain behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A like a leaf&lt;br /&gt;Which was shaken from a tree&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of this terrible storm&lt;br /&gt;I find myself drifting&lt;br /&gt;Seeking refuge from what once was&lt;br /&gt;And a new place to call my home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Tina 8/9/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-116639852897270309?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/116639852897270309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=116639852897270309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/116639852897270309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/116639852897270309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2006/12/storm-within.html' title='The Storm Within'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-116639832562944948</id><published>2006-12-17T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T18:40:27.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Void</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a vast void&lt;br /&gt;That many cannot see&lt;br /&gt;And fewer understand&lt;br /&gt;Emptiness is filling me&lt;br /&gt;Engulfing me in its darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hands of time stand still&lt;br /&gt;And I am trapped in this frozen space&lt;br /&gt;A prisoner of your insanity&lt;br /&gt;My life has become&lt;br /&gt;A solitary confinement&lt;br /&gt;of the past you created&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;An existence&lt;br /&gt;dwelling deep within my soul&lt;br /&gt;Screaming to break free&lt;br /&gt;Walls with no windows&lt;br /&gt;A room with no doors&lt;br /&gt;The silence is deafening&lt;br /&gt;As loneliness stretches on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haunting images&lt;br /&gt;Flashing lights&lt;br /&gt;Muffled voices&lt;br /&gt;Emerge from the blackness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bury my head&lt;br /&gt;And cover my ears&lt;br /&gt;Trying to shut it all down&lt;br /&gt;and drown out the sounds&lt;br /&gt;Surpressing the memories&lt;br /&gt;of childhood years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;~~Tina 8/8/06~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-116639832562944948?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/116639832562944948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=116639832562944948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/116639832562944948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/116639832562944948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2006/12/void.html' title='Void'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-116639814089772673</id><published>2006-12-17T18:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T18:40:51.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirrored Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I see reflections in a mirror&lt;br /&gt;Curiosity draws me nearer&lt;br /&gt;It is of a child I do not know&lt;br /&gt;The depths of her soul are filled with woe&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes stare up at me&lt;br /&gt;And with understanding I can see&lt;br /&gt;The pain he put her through&lt;br /&gt;And the peace she is now due.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;~~Tina 8/8/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-116639814089772673?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/116639814089772673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=116639814089772673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9gnMiJWFu1EJXsA1q2jzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBsNXZtZnJjBHNlYwNwcm9mBHZ0aWQDSTk5OV83Mw--/SIG=12cekubhu/EXP=1156474838/**http://lithuspolanski.weblogger.com.br/img/angel_cry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9gnMiJWFu1EJXsA1q2jzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBsNXZtZnJjBHNlYwNwcm9mBHZ0aWQDSTk5OV83Mw--/SIG=12cekubhu/EXP=1156474838/**http%3a//lithuspolanski.weblogger.com.br/img/angel_cry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You came into our lives&lt;br /&gt;Little did we know&lt;br /&gt;What evil you possessed&lt;br /&gt;What horrors we would learn&lt;br /&gt;Pain &amp; heartache, fear &amp;amp; loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Soon would fill our days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You took from me&lt;br /&gt;A piece of my innocence&lt;br /&gt;And a part of my soul&lt;br /&gt;You tossed it all away&lt;br /&gt;I believed I was all alone&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing how many like you existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I learned to slip away&lt;br /&gt;And watch from a distant land&lt;br /&gt;What happened to this little girl&lt;br /&gt;And I felt....&lt;br /&gt;Only sadness for this child&lt;br /&gt;Who cried all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Soon you no longer saw me at all&lt;br /&gt;More pieces of my existence&lt;br /&gt;Were tossed into the wind&lt;br /&gt;Until nothing was left to take....&lt;br /&gt;Nothing was left to throw away&lt;br /&gt;And I could feel no more&lt;br /&gt;Never once did you look back&lt;br /&gt;To see what you had done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But in the end, I win....&lt;br /&gt;All that you took from me...&lt;br /&gt;All that you thought you destroyed,&lt;br /&gt;I am gathering all those lost pieces&lt;br /&gt;And putting them carefully back together&lt;br /&gt;Only this time, my fortress will be stronger&lt;br /&gt;You can’t hurt me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;~~Tina~~ 7/06/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-115638882611306385?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/115638882611306385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=115638882611306385' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/115638882611306385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/115638882611306385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2006/08/pieces.html' title='Pieces'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-114652667413600049</id><published>2006-05-01T19:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T06:48:43.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Toe the Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;As the gap between past &amp;amp; present&lt;br /&gt;rush forth to collide&lt;br /&gt;echoes break the silence...&lt;br /&gt;fringes of the past....&lt;br /&gt;their fingers reaching out&lt;br /&gt;to entangle me in its web.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I know in my heart&lt;br /&gt;this can’t happen again&lt;br /&gt;for the past must be laid to rest&lt;br /&gt;its evil cannot touch me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Gently I wipe away a mist of tears,&lt;br /&gt;sent to wash away the pain I feel,&lt;br /&gt;as I reach up to nudge the clouds&lt;br /&gt;forming overhead&lt;br /&gt;with hopes of finding a ray of light&lt;br /&gt;that will push forth to brighten a day&lt;br /&gt;suddenly filled with the darkness of night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Standing in a stark reality&lt;br /&gt;I toe the line between what is right&lt;br /&gt;in a quiet so complete&lt;br /&gt;a voice so sweet, so clear&lt;br /&gt;a blessed reminder that&lt;br /&gt;today is ever present&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;that promise will be clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;~~Tina~~ 5/1/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-114652667413600049?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/114652667413600049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=114652667413600049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/114652667413600049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/114652667413600049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2006/05/toe-line.html' title='Toe the Line'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-114425070666751730</id><published>2006-04-05T11:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T18:41:15.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling Ribbons</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I fall........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;like ribbons of soft linen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;cascading onto the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Quietly waiting.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;for some gentle hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;to patiently mend the pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;and make them whole again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Tina 4/4/06~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-114425070666751730?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/114425070666751730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;As She Wonders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all too much to bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her head hangs low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she fades away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crashing........falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep into the dark.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as she wonders,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will this cycle end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions flying, bitter words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a freight train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running thru her head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the burning sting of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring her forth again......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as she wonders,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will this cycle end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fades once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;numb...she drifts away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the effort he feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only a false pretense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a reality.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as she wonders,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will this cycle end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she hates who she’s become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a toy in his miserable game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be used at his will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tossed aside and ignored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till he needs he once again............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she wonders,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will this cycle end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dark and alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one left to turn to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but with all her heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she believes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day he will pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the price of who he became.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she wonders,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will that cycle begin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Tina~~~ 3/30/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-114395893583461995?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/114395893583461995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=114395893583461995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/114395893583461995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/114395893583461995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2006/04/as-she-wonders-its-all-too-much-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-114161522188833097</id><published>2006-03-05T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T22:20:21.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.quizilla.com/X/XxStOrMyBaByxX/1059841234_ressadcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images.quizilla.com/X/XxStOrMyBaByxX/1059841234_ressadcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The nightmare begins......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beast crawls out of his skin&lt;br /&gt;His unabated evil seeps from his pores&lt;br /&gt;A poisonous acid that scalds all it touches&lt;br /&gt;He must quench his demonic hunger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s coming..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fear inundates my inner core&lt;br /&gt;His stench penetrates every pocket of air&lt;br /&gt;His touch sears the delicate skin&lt;br /&gt;His presence creates only pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And innocent blood is shed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent screams rise from inside&lt;br /&gt;Quelled only by guilt and shame&lt;br /&gt;He leaves me empty, feeling dirty inside&lt;br /&gt;His venom has darkened my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am left all alone, my hope is null&lt;br /&gt;As the darkness absorbs every crevice&lt;br /&gt;I hear a sob coming deep from inside&lt;br /&gt;As the child cowers again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sleep will come and with it peace&lt;br /&gt;As shadows waver&lt;br /&gt;And daylight peeks&lt;br /&gt;The whispers are silent along with the sobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the creature’s hunger is infinite&lt;br /&gt;As the beast will thrive.&lt;br /&gt;My sleep will always be light&lt;br /&gt;As I listen for his approach once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Tina~~ 3/5/06 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-114161522188833097?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/114161522188833097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=114161522188833097' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/114161522188833097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/114161522188833097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2006/03/beast.html' title='The Beast'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-114158898684438808</id><published>2006-03-05T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T16:35:29.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouds come rolling in</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/320/bird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been struggling so much with so many emotions &amp; so many thoughts, memories and triggers. They are everywhere ... all around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://x04.xanga.com/47ab730573d3240342578/b27517888.jpg" target="xangaphoto"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clouds come rolling in............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swim to the surface&lt;br /&gt;the sun brightly shining,&lt;br /&gt;spreading it's warmth all over me.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the next wave crashes&lt;br /&gt;I am floundering for air again.&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago,&lt;br /&gt;I yearned for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;the promise of hope&lt;br /&gt;and light that was hanging on the horizon&lt;br /&gt;Now tomorrow is here....&lt;br /&gt;life filled with love, hope, comfort &amp;amp; promise&lt;br /&gt;But somehow yesterday drifts back in&lt;br /&gt;and clouds surround my day.&lt;br /&gt;I duck below those clouds&lt;br /&gt;shutting it all away....&lt;br /&gt;Don't hear the screams&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;Can't hear his voice&lt;br /&gt;Can't feel his touch&lt;br /&gt;Or the smell that saturates the air&lt;br /&gt;Go away....&lt;br /&gt;bring back the peace,&lt;br /&gt;the calm....&lt;br /&gt;shut away yesterday&lt;br /&gt;let it be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Tina~~ 3/5/06 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-114158898684438808?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/114158898684438808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=114158898684438808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/114158898684438808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/114158898684438808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2006/03/clouds-come-rolling-in.html' title='Clouds come rolling in'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-114036915121161604</id><published>2006-02-19T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T18:41:46.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a world filled with pain&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to find the beauty in life&lt;br /&gt;The ugliness unfolds&lt;br /&gt;As the darkness prevails&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The empty loneliness in my heart&lt;br /&gt;calls out to me too often&lt;br /&gt;to remind me of a time&lt;br /&gt;I so badly want forgetten&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But as much as I try&lt;br /&gt;I remain a prisoner to my own heart&lt;br /&gt;When I think it is gone&lt;br /&gt;I hear the whispers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They invade my quietest dreams&lt;br /&gt;Calling me, waking me....as I scream&lt;br /&gt;Then I see her.........&lt;br /&gt;She’s lost and alone buried inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like I’ve failed her&lt;br /&gt;She carries all the guilt&lt;br /&gt;It was so easy to walk away&lt;br /&gt;and put all the blame on her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hear her sobbing,&lt;br /&gt;so frightened and cold&lt;br /&gt;but I can’t save her&lt;br /&gt;I never could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-114036915121161604?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/114036915121161604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=114036915121161604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/114036915121161604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/114036915121161604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2006/02/child.html' title='The Child'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113996492352677416</id><published>2006-02-14T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T19:55:23.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The beauty that surrounds us</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I am always in awe as I set foot outside &amp; drink in all that is before us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;The sweet song that the beautiful little bird perched in the tree branches offers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;The squirrels and chipmunks playfully chasing each other in a game of tag as the soft, gentle bunnies hop through the clover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;The majestic ducks &amp;amp; geese glide above &amp; come to a graceful landing in the sparkling lake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;The leaves on the trees rustling in the breeze as the new scent of growth is around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A seemingly endless pallette of colors that streak through the sky &amp;amp; are sprinkled on the petals and leaves of the flowers and trees.  Colors so vibrant and dense that artists are forever trying to capture this beauty in their brushstrokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this beauty before us, I wonder how could there not be hope?  May the peace of today be yours forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113996492352677416?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113996492352677416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113996492352677416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113996492352677416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113996492352677416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2006/02/beauty-that-surrounds-us.html' title='The beauty that surrounds us'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113965174538291534</id><published>2006-02-11T04:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T04:55:45.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some favorite quotes</title><content type='html'>Some quotes I love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.  ~~William Blake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Snowflakes are one of nature's most fragile things, but just look what they can do when they stick together. ~~Vista M. Kelly&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Should you yield the canyons from the windstorms, you would not see the beauty of their carvings. ~~Elizabeth Kubler-Ross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Dance as though no one is watching you.&lt;br /&gt;Love as though you have never been hurt before.&lt;br /&gt;Sing as though no one can hear you.&lt;br /&gt;Live as though heaven is on earth. ~~Souza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Happiness is like a butterfly: the more you chase it, the more it will elude you, but if you turn your attention to other things, it will come and sit softly on your shoulder. ~~Henry David Thoreau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113965174538291534?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113965174538291534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113965174538291534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113965174538291534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113965174538291534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2006/02/some-favorite-quotes.html' title='Some favorite quotes'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113876478588481801</id><published>2006-01-31T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T22:42:38.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Renewed Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://p.webshots.com/ProThumbs/69/57369_wallpaper280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://p.webshots.com/ProThumbs/69/57369_wallpaper280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A hush falls over us&lt;br /&gt;As dawn approaches,&lt;br /&gt;that magical moment&lt;br /&gt;between darkness &amp;amp; light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;All hope is renewed&lt;br /&gt;As His beauty abounds&lt;br /&gt;Despair is washed away&lt;br /&gt;By a pallette of wondrous hues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We drink in His glory&lt;br /&gt;And know with certainty&lt;br /&gt;That His truth is before us&lt;br /&gt;And we are embraced in His love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;~~Tina 1/31/06~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113876478588481801?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113876478588481801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113876478588481801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113876478588481801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113876478588481801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2006/01/renewed-hope.html' title='Renewed Hope'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113876462532278487</id><published>2006-01-31T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T18:42:10.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#336666;"&gt;Did it make you proud.&lt;br /&gt;When you saw the artwork you tattooed on her body ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it make you feel powerful&lt;br /&gt;When you saw the look of terror in her eyes ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#336666;"&gt;Did it make you feel like a man&lt;br /&gt;When you seduced that young girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#336666;"&gt;I hope you lived with guilt and shame&lt;br /&gt;You were such a little man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#336666;"&gt;~~Tina 1/31/06~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113876462532278487?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113876462532278487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113876462532278487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113876462532278487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113876462532278487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2006/01/little-man.html' title='Little Man'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113660471531554537</id><published>2006-01-06T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T22:31:55.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You buried me deep beneath the earth&lt;br /&gt;With it you took my heart &amp; my soul&lt;br /&gt;You stole my childhood&lt;br /&gt;And the innocence that went with it&lt;br /&gt;You tore away at my self-esteem &amp;amp; trust&lt;br /&gt;And dumped them along side me in that hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing you did not take was my conscience&lt;br /&gt;You feed into that guilt and shame&lt;br /&gt;With your sick little games&lt;br /&gt;With each kick of the dirt&lt;br /&gt;I lived the lie you forced me to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, the dark child came out of hiding&lt;br /&gt;She was all that you wanted her to be&lt;br /&gt;Then shove her back in that black hole&lt;br /&gt;Till you needed her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the day, the child was quiet &amp; shy&lt;br /&gt;Fear was driven by your evil fist&lt;br /&gt;Each day like the last&lt;br /&gt;We pretend that nothing happened&lt;br /&gt;Nothing was ever good enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve waited all my life to hear you say you were sorry&lt;br /&gt;I just needed to know why? Couldn’t you just tell me why?&lt;br /&gt;Did you really think you could keep me silent forever?&lt;br /&gt;Now it’s too late...It doesn’t really matter&lt;br /&gt;It never really mattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Tina~~ 1/6/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113660471531554537?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113660471531554537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113660471531554537' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113660471531554537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113660471531554537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2006/01/too-late.html' title='Too Late'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113600472102031543</id><published>2005-12-30T23:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T22:32:51.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Place Like Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/S=96062883/K=nighttime+pictures/v=2/SID=e/l=IVI/SIG=1294sp4jd/EXP=1136308527/*-http://members.henderson.net/judith/jpg/nighttime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/S=96062883/K=nighttime+pictures/v=2/SID=e/l=IVI/SIG=1294sp4jd/EXP=1136308527/*-http%3A//members.henderson.net/judith/jpg/nighttime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;There’s no place like home&lt;br /&gt;No truer words could be found&lt;br /&gt;My only hope, my only dream was that&lt;br /&gt;There was no place like my home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So cheery &amp;amp; noble on the outside&lt;br /&gt;Complete with mighty oaks,&lt;br /&gt;Split rail fences, a cozy porch&lt;br /&gt;And bright colored flowers lining the walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;On chilly nights,&lt;br /&gt;Smoke would lazily drift&lt;br /&gt;Up from the crackling fire&lt;br /&gt;and float through the night air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Home sweet home&lt;br /&gt;Picture perfect&lt;br /&gt;Fit for a postcard&lt;br /&gt;But pictures can be so deceiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;When the lights go dim&lt;br /&gt;And all is silent&lt;br /&gt;If you listen closely&lt;br /&gt;You will hear a little girl crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;She lives inside that home&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in deceit and lies&lt;br /&gt;Moments filled with terror and pain&lt;br /&gt;Her future is filled with a bleak darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So when you pass by this little house&lt;br /&gt;And you see the candles in the window&lt;br /&gt;The mighty oaks blowing in the breeze&lt;br /&gt;Fresh flowers a rainbow of color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;When you pass by and think of the perfect home&lt;br /&gt;With the perfect family&lt;br /&gt;Walk by quickly so your dream is not ruined&lt;br /&gt;By the cry of a helpless child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;~~~Tina~~~ 12/30/05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113600472102031543?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113600472102031543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113600472102031543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113600472102031543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113600472102031543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/12/no-place-like-home.html' title='No Place Like Home'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113251526137142844</id><published>2005-11-20T14:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T22:32:59.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.commotionworld.com/store/nightgrinder/image/night-purple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.commotionworld.com/store/nightgrinder/image/night-purple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The deep blackness of night reaches out&lt;br /&gt;to steal away the last purple ray of light&lt;br /&gt;we are left so alone,&lt;br /&gt;so totally devoid of spirit and soul&lt;br /&gt;standing on unstable ground&lt;br /&gt;slowly sinking far below&lt;br /&gt;forgotten by society&lt;br /&gt;completely out of sight&lt;br /&gt;an unrelenting void of nothingness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tendrils of light tangle thru the bleak shadows&lt;br /&gt;begging us to follow&lt;br /&gt;we must draw on our courage &amp; strength&lt;br /&gt;the journey through the faded path is difficult&lt;br /&gt;we thirst for freedom &amp;amp; hunger for acceptance&lt;br /&gt;from our past we finally emerge&lt;br /&gt;following only our hearts, our hopes and our dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina 11/15/05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113251526137142844?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113251526137142844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113251526137142844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113251526137142844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113251526137142844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/our-journey.html' title='Our Journey'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113251517650523715</id><published>2005-11-20T14:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T14:32:56.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blinders on</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to those who knew...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not always as it seems&lt;br /&gt;Appearances on the outside&lt;br /&gt;Mask so completely&lt;br /&gt;What is hidden deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the truth does peek through&lt;br /&gt;If only in little rays&lt;br /&gt;It is there, right before them&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to be seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They darken those blinds&lt;br /&gt;In hopes to block out&lt;br /&gt;What they do not want to see&lt;br /&gt;What they do not want to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stay inside&lt;br /&gt;Behind closed doors&lt;br /&gt;Because they are afraid&lt;br /&gt;Of what they might hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ask no questions&lt;br /&gt;Just nod and smile&lt;br /&gt;You see the sadness in their eyes&lt;br /&gt;They know..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina 11/06/05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113251517650523715?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113251517650523715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113251517650523715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113251517650523715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113251517650523715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/blinders-on.html' title='Blinders on'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113251315357225987</id><published>2005-11-20T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T22:12:13.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bergoiata.org/fe/divers12/human_dreams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.bergoiata.org/fe/divers12/human_dreams.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;What drives a person to take a child against their will?&lt;br /&gt;His desires encouraged by her terror and her fears.&lt;br /&gt;His advances more determined as the child struggles.&lt;br /&gt;Her whimpering and crying do nothing to stop him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does violence equate to lust?&lt;br /&gt;Beaten during the day, raped in the night....&lt;br /&gt;How can he awaken every day &amp;amp; look into the mirror?&lt;br /&gt;Was all the drinking to hide the shame?&lt;br /&gt;To make each day more bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made him want a child?&lt;br /&gt;What made him want me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;~~~Tina~~~ 10/25/05 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/17890742-113251315357225987?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113251315357225987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113251315357225987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113251315357225987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113251315357225987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/why.html' title='Why??'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113251302022956193</id><published>2005-11-20T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T00:50:41.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sands of Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://re2.mm-c1.yimg.com/image/984714375"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://re2.mm-c1.yimg.com/image/984714375" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Through the sands of time we live&lt;br /&gt;Shadows lurking all around&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for help that never came&lt;br /&gt;All I loved just disappeared&lt;br /&gt;Didn't want anyone around&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't handle one more goodbye&lt;br /&gt;All that stayed wouldn’t set me free&lt;br /&gt;Full of anger, striking out at me&lt;br /&gt;How often I stopped to wonder, why me?&lt;br /&gt;How much further till I could fly?&lt;br /&gt;Sinking further in a dark abyss&lt;br /&gt;No friends or family to pull me out&lt;br /&gt;The sand in falling, spilling free&lt;br /&gt;Washing it’s way over me&lt;br /&gt;I never knew life could be this way&lt;br /&gt;How much longer must I wait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina ~~ 10/25/05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113251302022956193?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113251302022956193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113251302022956193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113251302022956193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113251302022956193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/sands-of-time.html' title='Sands of Time'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113237930542089302</id><published>2005-11-19T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T12:17:11.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/book%20and%20rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/320/book%20and%20rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/book%20&amp;%20rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/book%20&amp;amp;%20rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A book I found the other day&lt;br /&gt;it's cover worn &amp;amp; tattered&lt;br /&gt;pages of delicate linen&lt;br /&gt;words bled through&lt;br /&gt;the writing fragile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within it held a story&lt;br /&gt;a little life&lt;br /&gt;an existence of hell&lt;br /&gt;flames before a fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhere in the middle&lt;br /&gt;blank pages filled the book&lt;br /&gt;I blink back tears&lt;br /&gt;that cloud my eyes&lt;br /&gt;but still I find&lt;br /&gt;that sudden void&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chapters were gone forever&lt;br /&gt;will I ever find those long lost words&lt;br /&gt;and finish the journey I started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina 10/14/05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113237930542089302?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113237930542089302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113237930542089302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113237930542089302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113237930542089302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/book.html' title='A book'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113237898300210628</id><published>2005-11-19T00:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T00:44:10.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/two%20hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/400/two%20hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/Hand%20in%20Hand.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you seen a little girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who wanders the path lesser known &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you look into her sorrowful eyes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you'll see deeply into her haunting soul. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you whisper softly to her &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and let her know she's not alone &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you take her sweet little hand &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and lead her safely home &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As you guide her along the way &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;would you tell her that I'm sorry &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I wasn't there to protect her &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when she needed me the most &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you let her know I'm here now &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've searched so very long &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm waiting very patiently &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to take her into my arms &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~~Tina~~ 10/11/05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113237898300210628?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113237898300210628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113237898300210628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113237898300210628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113237898300210628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113237875630533768</id><published>2005-11-19T00:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T00:39:16.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/free.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/400/free.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;you gained my trust&lt;br /&gt;brightened my days&lt;br /&gt;a child forgotten&lt;br /&gt;lost in my ways....&lt;br /&gt;you lead me to the edge&lt;br /&gt;then pushed me over&lt;br /&gt;I held on....&lt;br /&gt;a little crevice I found&lt;br /&gt;my hands are aching&lt;br /&gt;my fingers bleeding&lt;br /&gt;but I won’t let go&lt;br /&gt;I’m growing stronger&lt;br /&gt;gaining my wings&lt;br /&gt;able to release&lt;br /&gt;all the pain&lt;br /&gt;all the memories&lt;br /&gt;and fly away&lt;br /&gt;soon I will be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina 9/17/05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113237875630533768?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113237875630533768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113237875630533768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113237875630533768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113237875630533768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/free.html' title='Free'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113237857519514317</id><published>2005-11-19T00:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T00:36:15.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hush, Sweet Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A gentle kiss, a warm hug&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tucked away in my little bed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a family filled with love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a life so sweet and so simple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tonight though, it will all be taken away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As this little girl falls asleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her life will take a turn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her beloved father will fade away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in his place, a demon will come&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He casts a spell upon her Mom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and puts her in a trance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she sees a prince charming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who sweeps her off her feet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and through the night, they dance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He enters the home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seeking to ravage the child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and strip away her innocence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The demon’s demands are more intense&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unmet, his anger rages&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her needs are torn away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her tears and bruises go unseen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This tiny girl feels so alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so terrorized and frightened&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He’s coming for her again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she hears him approaching&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her heart is beating louder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she tries to run, but cannot move&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she tries to scream, but no sound is heard &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She cannot breathe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she feels his touch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;searing and hot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;his demonic voice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;his foul breath&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She struggles to get away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A bright light enters the room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the demon turns in shock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the light burns the creature&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it screams.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;letting go of the child,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it turns and flees &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The little girl turns toward the warm, loving light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gentle hands embrace her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hush, sweet child, it’s okay.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It was only a dream, you are safe" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She sees in the light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the face of this kind soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it’s her beloved Daddy.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he’s here to take care of her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and everything will once again be alright. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tina ~~ 9/14/05 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113237857519514317?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113237857519514317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113237857519514317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113237857519514317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113237857519514317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/hush-sweet-child.html' title='Hush, Sweet Child'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113237766514859228</id><published>2005-11-19T00:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T22:13:47.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye of the Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/nice-lightning-big.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/320/nice-lightning-big.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I feel a calmness, a sense of peace&lt;br /&gt;The brutal wars may finally cease&lt;br /&gt;I weathered a storm &amp; survived its wrath&lt;br /&gt;I stood directly in its path&lt;br /&gt;I know I am riding in the eye of the storm&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting the wake of the backlash to form&lt;br /&gt;The dawn of light I see right now&lt;br /&gt;Is a promise to a solemn vow&lt;br /&gt;That my strength &amp;amp; courage will lead the way&lt;br /&gt;Out of this storm all dark &amp; gray&lt;br /&gt;To a peaceful existence filled with light&lt;br /&gt;I know I will make it &amp;amp; be alright&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am riding the eye of the storm&lt;br /&gt;As I edge closer I feel the backend form&lt;br /&gt;But when I come out this time, my friend&lt;br /&gt;My lifelong journey will not be at an end&lt;br /&gt;When the storm is over, I will finally see&lt;br /&gt;The light of truth that will set me free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Tina~~ 8/9/05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113237766514859228?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890742.post-113237754737926426</id><published>2005-11-19T00:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T22:13:28.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Journey Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/Autumn%20in%20Germany.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/200/Autumn%20in%20Germany.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve been on this journey most of my life&lt;br /&gt;A path of confusion &amp; endless strife&lt;br /&gt;I’ve traveled down most of it all alone&lt;br /&gt;My aching soul is filled with stone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s a road so dense, filled with twists and turns&lt;br /&gt;And creatures along the way who’s touch burns&lt;br /&gt;Each crevice holds a secret from the past&lt;br /&gt;Secrets so dark, eery shadows they cast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How often I’ve stopped to wonder, why me?&lt;br /&gt;How much further till I am finally free?&lt;br /&gt;But the way up ahead is terribly dim&lt;br /&gt;The path worn &amp;amp; tattered, my chances grim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My feelings are mixed with such confusion&lt;br /&gt;And it all seems like some grand illusion&lt;br /&gt;But there’s a great sadness to all of this&lt;br /&gt;Something that I can no longer dismiss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I wander aimlessly in this maze&lt;br /&gt;Fully engulfed in a thick fog and haze&lt;br /&gt;My hand reaches out, but nothing is there&lt;br /&gt;They’ve all gone away &amp;amp; I don’t know where&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The others who have watched have turned away&lt;br /&gt;They no longer will witness my dismay&lt;br /&gt;I’m still traveling down that path made of stone&lt;br /&gt;I’m still on that path completely alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina 8/8/05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113237754737926426?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113237754737926426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113237754737926426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113237754737926426'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/320/country%20road.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A drive down a back country road&lt;br /&gt;Leads to a story never told&lt;br /&gt;Where a bitter seed has been sowed&lt;br /&gt;Another chapter will unfold&lt;br /&gt;It was a lazy summer day&lt;br /&gt;A trip for only ‘Dad &amp; me’&lt;br /&gt;He forces her along the way&lt;br /&gt;But he isn’t happy, you see.&lt;br /&gt;A glorious day turns suddenly dark&lt;br /&gt;As he leads her further down the trail&lt;br /&gt;Her reality becomes so stark&lt;br /&gt;As once again, her trust will fail&lt;br /&gt;The creature waits and stalks its prey&lt;br /&gt;As his impatience wanes, his anger swells&lt;br /&gt;The demon will have his way&lt;br /&gt;She looks to his eyes where evil dwells&lt;br /&gt;The beast has found a sudden rebirth&lt;br /&gt;His assault on her, a violent rage&lt;br /&gt;She collapses, crumbling to the earth&lt;br /&gt;Her beaten body defies her age.&lt;br /&gt;She welcomes the darkness, the quiet peace&lt;br /&gt;As an eagle soaring high above her screams&lt;br /&gt;For that moment, all the pain &amp;amp; betrayal will cease&lt;br /&gt;But only in her unconscious dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Tina 7/3/05~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113237706600430252?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113237706600430252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113237706600430252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113237706600430252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;If I walked along that sandy beach&lt;br /&gt;and saw a lantern within my reach,&lt;br /&gt;I’d pick it up by its tarnished end,&lt;br /&gt;three wishes I would make, my dear friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;To take away the pain and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;and make each today a new tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;To set us on a path filled with peace&lt;br /&gt;where the raging wars will finally cease. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;And to show us hope &amp;amp; endless love&lt;br /&gt;fulfilled with His glory from above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;~~Tina 6/30/05~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113228577658287203?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113228577658287203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113228577658287203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113228577658287203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113228577658287203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-wish.html' title='My Wish'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113228557835690284</id><published>2005-11-17T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T22:46:18.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/Hand%20in%20Hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/320/Hand%20in%20Hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk with me through the shadows&lt;br /&gt;We’ll guide each other along the way&lt;br /&gt;We know there’s hope up ahead&lt;br /&gt;And the light of a new found day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Tina 6/23/05~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113228557835690284?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113228557835690284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113228557835690284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113228557835690284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113228557835690284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/walk-with-me-through-shadows-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113228538511874151</id><published>2005-11-17T22:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T22:12:28.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My vision ~ my dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/Comet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/200/Comet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I’ve walked through my life in a distant haze&lt;br /&gt;memories of lost childhood days&lt;br /&gt;where happiness was a dream&lt;br /&gt;and dreams were buried far, far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;So many times I sat watching from the window&lt;br /&gt;while kids played in the park&lt;br /&gt;but my prison was my castle&lt;br /&gt;hollow and dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;The ruler held the fortress&lt;br /&gt;under his firm grip&lt;br /&gt;barking out orders&lt;br /&gt;while holding his whip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I envisioned his demise&lt;br /&gt;filled with torture and pain&lt;br /&gt;the same as I received in his daily game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I dreamed of spitting in his face&lt;br /&gt;and he pleaded while he died&lt;br /&gt;the same as he did every night that I cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;He’s gone now&lt;br /&gt;the spell was cast&lt;br /&gt;but each day I still live&lt;br /&gt;in a shadow of the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;His voice echoes&lt;br /&gt;in the back of my mind&lt;br /&gt;shut it out, make it stop....&lt;br /&gt;I shout all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Somehow, he still comes back&lt;br /&gt;he’s all around&lt;br /&gt;I walk away &amp;amp; close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;to shut down all the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;So many people don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;others don’t even care&lt;br /&gt;they want you to pretend it never happened&lt;br /&gt;and make it disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Somedays I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;it's easy to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Other times I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;so lonely and blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;there's no one around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;to turn to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Tomorrow I will wake up&lt;br /&gt;to a new beginning and new day&lt;br /&gt;this one will be different&lt;br /&gt;I know it will...I will find a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;~~Tina 6/22/05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113228538511874151?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113228538511874151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113228538511874151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113228538511874151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113228538511874151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-vision-my-dream.html' title='My vision ~ my dream'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113228515788813950</id><published>2005-11-17T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T12:32:22.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Endless Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.jrsfilm.com/Dark%20Forest%20X-Files%20full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.jrsfilm.com/Dark%20Forest%20X-Files%20full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Endless Nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The demons poisoned her blood&lt;br /&gt;her world would never be the same&lt;br /&gt;knowing that tonight one of them would return.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would it be the creature filled with unsatiable lust&lt;br /&gt;who devours her soul with a single touch?&lt;br /&gt;Or would it be the raging monster&lt;br /&gt;who approaches with a terrible roar&lt;br /&gt;with no place to hide,&lt;br /&gt;he slashes her to the core?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little girl so frightened &amp; scared&lt;br /&gt;so many nights she cries herself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;as the sun sets &amp;amp; the moon rises to shine its beam&lt;br /&gt;with a host of twinkling lights.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In hushed whispers, she pleads;&lt;br /&gt;please God, wake me&lt;br /&gt;let this be some horrible dream&lt;br /&gt;some terrible mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Please God, please make it right again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina ~~ 6/11/05&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113228515788813950?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113228515788813950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113228515788813950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113228515788813950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113228515788813950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/endless-nights.html' title='Endless Nights'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113228315970840132</id><published>2005-11-17T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T22:05:59.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chained Souls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/chained%20souls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/320/chained%20souls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;For so long I was trapped in a black void&lt;br /&gt;Sinking farther into the dark abyss&lt;br /&gt;No friends or family to pull me free&lt;br /&gt;No one seemed to care&lt;br /&gt;The promise &amp;amp; hope&lt;br /&gt;The innocence that once shined so brightly&lt;br /&gt;were shattered in one violent moment&lt;br /&gt;and now I found myself in a harsh new reality&lt;br /&gt;So through the twisted road I walked&lt;br /&gt;I made some choices I would regret&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the hope&lt;br /&gt;That I could not find&lt;br /&gt;So many expectations&lt;br /&gt;Be strong, don’t cry&lt;br /&gt;Pretend it never happened&lt;br /&gt;And it will go away.&lt;br /&gt;So on the outside, I wear that mask&lt;br /&gt;And pretend the pain is no longer there&lt;br /&gt;While each day I carry the burden&lt;br /&gt;Chained to my soul&lt;br /&gt;The voice within must be heard&lt;br /&gt;So empty, alone and filled with despair&lt;br /&gt;A constant reminder&lt;br /&gt;Of what was never told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look deep within myself&lt;br /&gt;And wonder who I am&lt;br /&gt;Who I was, who I will become&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to be somebody else’s reality&lt;br /&gt;So I fight..........the silence must be broken&lt;br /&gt;The battle is long served but reward will be found&lt;br /&gt;One day it will end&lt;br /&gt;And a victory will be mine&lt;br /&gt;Today is a gift and tomorrow is a promise&lt;br /&gt;Hope floats on the horizon&lt;br /&gt;We just have to believe&lt;br /&gt;That peace will find itself into our souls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina ~~ 6/11/05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113228315970840132?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113228315970840132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113228315970840132' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113228315970840132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113228315970840132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/chained-souls.html' title='Chained Souls'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113228294256978827</id><published>2005-11-17T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T22:24:33.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hear the Children's Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/corbis/DGT277/FTY0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/corbis/DGT277/FTY0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/corbis/DGT277/FTY0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the little children&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sitting here in total despair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So many children everywhere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Small lives filled with terror and fear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They’re not as calm as they appear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He calls it love, but it is rape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Their only hope is to escape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Close your eyes, listen to their scream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, I promise, this is not a dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now feel their presence in your heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doesn’t it just tear you apart?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Open your eyes and see the children&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Surrounded by their father’s sin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don’t turn your backs on them again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They exist as only they can&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Help them to make this nightmare cease&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Help them to feel safe and at peace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~~Tina 5/30/05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113228294256978827?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113228294256978827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113228294256978827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113228294256978827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113228294256978827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/hear-childrens-cry.html' title='Hear the Children&apos;s Cry'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113228222216183616</id><published>2005-11-17T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T21:52:48.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/footprints_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/320/footprints_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As we entered the world of the unknown&lt;br /&gt;Each turn of the road, new things we were shown&lt;br /&gt;Often we wondered why this road was taken&lt;br /&gt;Our little lives were held and then forsaken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We end up just drifting from here to there&lt;br /&gt;Our hopes, dreams &amp;amp; souls were left wholly bare&lt;br /&gt;In the distance, we see a horizon so blue I&lt;br /&gt;ts beauty surprises us, can it be true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We forge ahead bravely to reach our new goal&lt;br /&gt;For too long it seems our true efforts were null&lt;br /&gt;Our heads we hang low while dragging our feet&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we admit utter defeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lay down our weapons and give up the lie&lt;br /&gt;We lay down our heads and can only cry&lt;br /&gt;A shadow appears blocking the sun from above&lt;br /&gt;A friend from the distance sent only with love&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t give up child, stand tall, walk forward” says He&lt;br /&gt;“I’m standing beside you, where I will always be”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Tina 5/24/05 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113228222216183616?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113228222216183616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113228222216183616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113228222216183616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113228222216183616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/never-alone.html' title='Never Alone'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113228161188145066</id><published>2005-11-17T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T21:40:11.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sweet dreams, little girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mommy and Daddy are here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;to watch over you and keep you safe and dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The moon &amp; the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;that shine from above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;will sparkle and twinkle through the night with love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Her tender head rests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;her breathing is soft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;she falls to that land of puppies, kittens &amp; lollipops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;For many years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;her life was so happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;a home filled with fun and everlasting love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sweet dreams, little girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mommy and Daddy are here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;to watch over our little angel and keep her safe and dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But Daddy is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the little girl cries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;he left her too soon...her friend, her buddy...her Daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And Mommy is sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;she cries all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;no more room to hold the little girl anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The new man comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;this is her ‘new’ Daddy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;he’s scary &amp; mean...can’t he go away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Too many rules, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;too many mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the good little girl is always so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It hurts all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;fly thru shattering glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;walls and fists feel just the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He comes at night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;to make her feel better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the bruises and cuts he touches each one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;She’s frightened to silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;pleading inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Go away please....I want my real Daddy back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He comes now each night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;he tells her she’s naughty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;he’ll teach her how to be a good little girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He holds her down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and pins her under him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;she hates him so much but herself even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Now all she wants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is to go away forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Daddy, please come back and take me home with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Now Mommy is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the little girl cries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;she’s truly alone now with the monster inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He owns her now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;she can’t escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;he takes her at will, she’s a cheap mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A baby is coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;she hates it so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;it’s a demon growing....built out of lust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But the baby dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;she’s filled with guilt &amp; hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;an innocent life lost ... a victim of rape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Her will has died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;he beat her to shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;she is alone in this world...his cheap little game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sweet dreams little girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Daddy is here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;he watches over you and waits til the monster appears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;~~Tina 5/22/05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113228161188145066?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113228161188145066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113228161188145066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113228161188145066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113228161188145066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/sweet-dreams.html' title='Sweet Dreams'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113219842326726981</id><published>2005-11-16T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T22:35:54.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Screams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/bare%20tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/320/bare%20tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent screams raging inside&lt;br /&gt;yesterdays filled with a foreboding darkness&lt;br /&gt;embraced in evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young girl bound by chains&lt;br /&gt;her house arrest a lifetime punishment&lt;br /&gt;no windows,&lt;br /&gt;no doors,&lt;br /&gt;no escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warden's game&lt;br /&gt;a cruel act of torture&lt;br /&gt;pleasure becomes pain...&lt;br /&gt;pain becomes reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screaming in silence&lt;br /&gt;she fades away the hands of darkness embrace her&lt;br /&gt;she welcomes the peace&lt;br /&gt;which touches her soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She watches from a distance&lt;br /&gt;this troubled child&lt;br /&gt;who screams in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She awakens a young woman&lt;br /&gt;falling to the ground&lt;br /&gt;beaten by guilt and shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her empty soul is numb&lt;br /&gt;her broken heart is silent&lt;br /&gt;the beating drum is quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her decadence is shared by so many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lifts her head&lt;br /&gt;silent screams raging inside&lt;br /&gt;spill forth&lt;br /&gt;but no one hears she walked the path..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Tina 5/13/05&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113219842326726981?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113219842326726981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113219842326726981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113219842326726981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113219842326726981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/silent-screams.html' title='Silent Screams'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113117499576910673</id><published>2005-11-15T02:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T12:19:19.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicate Feather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/feather.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/200/feather.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/feather.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A delicate feather floats through the air&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s will and it’s soul are left wholly bare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It rises above, where no harm is bound,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Softly, it lands when true love is found.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, but a delicate feather is she&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only now, can she finally be free.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Tina 4/24/05&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113117499576910673?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17890742.post-113117486368465847</id><published>2005-11-15T02:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T12:19:34.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/little%20one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/200/little%20one.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked through the meadow,&lt;br /&gt;an ocean of vibrant colors.&lt;br /&gt;The sun sprinkling light rays&lt;br /&gt;through the sky.&lt;br /&gt;A gentle streams runs&lt;br /&gt;through the lush valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There on a rock, she waits&lt;br /&gt;she’s been there for so long.&lt;br /&gt;Her features are gentle&lt;br /&gt;she’s so petite, so fragile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She watches me coming.&lt;br /&gt;she smiles and rises&lt;br /&gt;then she walks to a forest&lt;br /&gt;as she turns to me, she motions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I follow behind her&lt;br /&gt;in this beautiful world&lt;br /&gt;Her shadows are dwarfed&lt;br /&gt;by the magnificent trees&lt;br /&gt;She stops at a cliff and turns to me&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand, that’s plain to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She speaks but in whispers&lt;br /&gt;a sweet melody&lt;br /&gt;“This is where you pushed me.&lt;br /&gt;The scars on my hands you can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”I fall to my knees,&lt;br /&gt;the clouds roll in&lt;br /&gt;the sky opens up&lt;br /&gt;tears from heaven&lt;br /&gt;fall to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open my arms&lt;br /&gt;she runs to me&lt;br /&gt;I hold her so close&lt;br /&gt;she’s crying,&lt;br /&gt;this sweet little girl&lt;br /&gt;our tears become one&lt;br /&gt;for so many lost years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rock her gently&lt;br /&gt;and sing a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;she closes her eyes&lt;br /&gt;and sleeps in my arms&lt;br /&gt;so long has she waited&lt;br /&gt;for a safe place to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I kiss her gently,&lt;br /&gt;I whisper to her&lt;br /&gt;“You will always be loved,&lt;br /&gt;never again will I leave you,&lt;br /&gt;my sweet little one”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Tina 4/24/05 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113117486368465847?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113117486368465847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/beautiful%20valley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/200/beautiful%20valley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The darkness envelopes the earthly world ~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Close your eyes &amp; dream &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of tomorrows filled with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pink &amp;amp; purple meadows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Horizons drenched in orange&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as the sun kisses the earth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you see her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dancing in the wind?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her arms outstretched&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spinning, twirling, laughing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A fragile child in the world alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You sent her here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The night her innocence was betrayed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her youth was shattered&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her heart ripped out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her spirit broken....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The pieces are scattered&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He tossed them in the wind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like a beautiful crystal vase&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sent crashing to the earth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See them now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sparkling in the light?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like gems sprinkled all around us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can we find all those pieces?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can we make them whole again?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She’s looking at you~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The child~~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you see her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dancing in the wind?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her arms outstretched&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spinning, twirling, laughing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A fragile child in the world alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Tina ~~ 4/24/05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113117455450869825?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113117455450869825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113117455450869825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113117455450869825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113117455450869825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/shattered-dreams.html' title='Shattered Dreams'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-113117391819667157</id><published>2005-11-15T01:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T12:18:48.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;You promised me that I would be safe &amp; loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;from the moment You breathed life into me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;But one was taken too soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;She promised to love me, guide me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;and keep me safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;But then she brought the bad man home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;He promised to love me as his own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;to take care of me &amp;amp; protect me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;But he was the one who threw the first punch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;He wanted to show me how much he love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;It wouldn’t hurt he promised me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;But it hurt me in so many ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;He promised he would stop &amp;amp; not do this anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;he just wanted to be my Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;But he couldn’t stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;So many broken promises. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;So much pain.Who can she run to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;Who can she trust?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;by Tina ~~ 3/9/05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113117391819667157?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113117391819667157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113117391819667157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/200/innocence%20lost.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acclaimphotography.com/_gallery/_TN/0001-0411-2412-5828_TN.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acclaimphotography.com/_gallery/_TN/0001-0411-2412-5828_TN.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;The sun fell behind the horizon&lt;br /&gt;the darkness enveloped the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;Children are tucked away&lt;br /&gt;to sleep snugly through the night.&lt;br /&gt;But the quiet was slashed&lt;br /&gt;by a bolt of lightning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tore through her innocence&lt;br /&gt;and betrayed her trust.&lt;br /&gt;The mighty storm was brewing&lt;br /&gt;no shelter could be sought.&lt;br /&gt;She struggled and whimpered&lt;br /&gt;but her efforts were banished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rage was peaking&lt;br /&gt;her panic was frightening.&lt;br /&gt;The storm was now surging&lt;br /&gt;destruction was left in its path.&lt;br /&gt;Her soul is empty&lt;br /&gt;nothing more is left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storm is over&lt;br /&gt;the peace has returned....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A single tearfalls somewhere&lt;br /&gt;in the quietof the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Tina ~~ 3/9/05 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-113117319948259925?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/113117319948259925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=113117319948259925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113117319948259925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/113117319948259925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/innocence-lost.html' title='Innocence Lost'/><author><name>Yesterdays_ashes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13303359526195512112</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-17890742.post-112939102935008625</id><published>2005-11-14T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T12:18:02.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday's Ashes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/1600/Sad%20little%20girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3069/1736/320/Sad%20little%20girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;See the little girl all alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s dark, it’s cold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She wants to go home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her clothes are tattered&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her shoes are worn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She’s Yesterday’s Ashes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She can’t go on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her face...Is hidden in a tale of woe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her eyes...Have a dark, haunting glow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her innocence was robbed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taken in one night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She tried to speak out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But was torn with fright......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She’s the Dark Child&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Locked into the night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She looks at you....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your eyes meet &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A single tear...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Runs down her cheek&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s just too late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her hope is gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She’s Yesterday’s Ashes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She can’t go on.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By: Tina ~~ Jan 2005 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17890742-112939102935008625?l=yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/feeds/112939102935008625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17890742&amp;postID=112939102935008625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/112939102935008625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17890742/posts/default/112939102935008625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yesterdaysashes.blogspot.com/2005/11/yesterdays-ashes_14.html' title='Yesterday&apos;s 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